Taylor's still nursing her ankle, but she's had enough babying so a trip into the plaza seemed reasonable. Hearing the blonde's question she chuckles a little.

"Personally my favorites are the flowers that can grow on the ocean. I'm not sure about their meanings though, never really thought of them." She giggled. "I don't know you don't quite look like you'd be able to handle wine. Maybe try something a little lighter first." Taylor wasn't trying to be rude the long haired girl didn't look older than seventeen at the oldest.

"You sheltered you're life or somethin?" Because damn it if Taylor didn't know all about that. "And that's a loaded question for some of us."