"Of course I kept it." There's a bit of a gentle chiding in there as if there were any doubt that she wouldn't have. She's fooling herself of course. Normally, if someone she didn't care for had offered her a real bouquet or a napkin, there's no doubt in her mind what she would have picked. Not in this case though. She'll take the napkin drawing any day. Not that she'd say no to a real bouquet from Blake either, but that's not quite the point right now.

She extends a hand, reaching out to gently pinch the side of his cheek that doesn't have the growth sticking out of it, a fond look in her eyes. "They're the first flowers that my sweet ol' Bartie got me. That's going to be pretty hard to beat if you ask me."

There's a bit of a hum in response to his question. "I've never been to Gotham that's why I'm asking you!" There's a beat before she cocks her head to the side. "Have you been into the Horizon yet?"