How to find a Man: Floretta's Unexpected Journey

Floretta whirred around in surprise at the milky voice calling over to her, "Are you lost?"

The man was unusually dark-skinned. His skin was so dark and her so light that she was the shining star to his night sky. It took a moment to gather herself, huffing a little at the dark Pakaasu, "You know it isn't polite to sneak up on ladies!"

The dark man's pale eyes flashed over her, his pale hair float effortlessly just above the ground. He looked around and found a pink flower, gently plucking it from its bush, "This will be a nice pop of color for you pretty lady."

Florette wasn't sure if she should be upset at his suggestion, even if it wasn't a bad idea, or thankful. Then it dawned on her that she didn't quite know where she was and she had business to attend to in a few short hours, "So, thank you I suppose although it really isn't your place," spat out Floretta as she rearranged her flowers on her dress, "but I do have an issue... I am not quite sure where I am?"

The dark Pakaasu laughed, "Well that explains a lot. Even pretty ladies don't usually wander into my garden and pick my flowers without at least asking permission first. Of course you must not know where you are."

Floretta's face flushed a bright teal, a blush that nearly overtook her body, "Don't be rude sir," she tried to cover her embarrassment by diverting away towards his unusual impertinence, "I am a very important assistant to the council! You should show a bit more respect."

"My apologies kind lady," he bowed his head ever so slightly, "then of course you may want to see what the council is ordering from me for next week?" He smiled a little smugly at the incredulous look of shock on Floretta's face, "Or is that not why you are here?"

Floretta shook her head, "Of course I am here for that! ... Let's go!" She adjusted the top of her dress and her little bouquet of flowers pinned neatly to her chest, "Y-you lead the way..." Floretta was unsure of her location still, and he is a male after all; he needs to fall in line.

The man nodded and turned down a small worn path, walking slowly to make sure Floretta had time to wisely choose her footing. His frame melted into the night, outlined only by the shifting gases of his long pale hair, arms, and legs. Floretta noticed his clothes, feet, and hands were dirty and sighed in disdain... He must be a servant or slave... The dark Pakaasu took her down the winding path silently until she noticed small butterflies coming to him. Nearly dressed in them, he turned, "This, pretty lady, is my shop. Welcome to Pizzleti Flora. I am Kit. What's your name?"

This 'Kit' looked stunning dressed in butterflies under the light of the starry sky, his form highlighted by his hair and the beautiful glowing butterflies. It took a moment for her to find her voice, "...Floretta." ...