Hey there.

Oh, Mr. Joestar.

Hello.

May I take this seat across from you?

Go ahead.

You're still undecided?

Uh... well...

Speaking on that, I am as well.

Every year is a new dilemma.

It's hard to select the right one.

But, when I think deeply of the people dear to me...

And I finally find the perfect one...

Any stress I may have turns into euphoria.

It may be only one night, yet we can present flowers to our dearest loved ones.

It's such a wonderful privilege.

So! Caesar-kun, I'd be thrilled if you could do the same. For my grandson!

It's an easy task for me to think of flowers for the signorine, but...

I only knew him for a month, and he's a man.

I have no idea what he'd be pleased with...

Giving flowers to a man... That's not within my expertise...

There's too much I'd want to convey to him.

I can't invent a way of saying everything I want through a simple gesture.

The problem's the same. During any season and even now.

Doesn't matter how many books I read, or how many flower shops I go to. (This is a perceived flower. This is a dream so the flowers will remain as how I perceive them.)

This won't do, that won't do. It's an endless cycle.

And tomorrow's the day.

Hrmm.

Oh, that's right.

Mario-kun wanted me to give this book to you.

My father did?

And he had a message for you.

"If it's not romantic, stop being tense about it".

I'm positive he means to stop blaming yourself for being shy.

Now that I think about it, the flower dreams I had on the day of Father's death...

A bookmark?

Well... they were pretty plain and weren't anything to brag about. Rightfully so, I guess...

He struggled to think of a present for his son too.

Like father like son.

Sounds spot on.