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[ For a moment there, Cisco thought that Finn might actually turn down the flowers - which he'd offered half as a joke, but still, he thinks he might have been a tiny bit hurt, if he had. Cisco grins all the wider when Finn smells the flowers, gives a little nod of assessment, as if they just about pass muster. There's something endearing about it (though he wouldn't tell Finn that in so many words). Cisco knows a bit more about him, now, and the circumstances that led to an unusual lack of time to stop and smell the roses in his life. Cisco's glad he's got a chance to do that, here and now - in this case literally. ]

Oh yeah? What's she like?

[ It's so rare, hearing Finn talking about anyone from back home, much less someone he calls a friend. Cisco can't help being curious. And it had sounded like Finn thought Cisco would enjoy her for some reason in particular... ]

The different colors are supposed to symbolize different stuff. Yellow's friendship, I'm pretty sure.