"Oh shit! You got me a present?" She pops up, then reels for a second as her tipsy brain objects to sudden movement. "Really? For real?"

She scrambles to her feet and scurries back to the kitchen. There's a loud gasp and delighted squeal when the finds the package and lets herself actually pay attention to it. When she comes back into the study, she's hugging it to her chest. The blooms are a little squashed.

"Why? What's it for? I wasn't gone for long enough for it to be my birthday!" She stops and looks haunted. "Was I?"