[Ah, she's finally found him. Rufus slowly pulls away from the flower he's been looking at, greeting Aerith as if she's any other customer that would walk inside.

Well, almost. There's a knowing smile across the young heir's face, fully aware why she's here.]

Miss Gainsborough, welcome.

[Full polite charm, the one that almost feels superficial, especially since there's always a layer of amusement beneath it.]

I see that you've properly received my token of appreciation. You surprise me, however, I thought you would enjoy all flowers-- of course, I suppose we all have our favorites.