Ever since she was young Lily had this infatuation with flowers, perhaps it was because she was named after one. At least that is what her mother had told her. Through out her younger years she often gravitated towards any flower she saw; plucking them, giving them away as gifts, braiding them in her hair or anything else that came to mind. She even used to pick flowers from her mothers garden, ones that she was specifically told not to touch. Then again when you tell a kid not to touch something it is basically an invite to do so, or at least that is what she thought she heard come out of her mothers mouth.

As the years went on Lily still had this thing about flowers, there were always a vase of some sort in her room with fresh flowers. Her mother was the one to always make sure they were fresh and beautiful. The day her mother died changed things a bit. Lily had brought the last vase of flowers her mother gave her to her funeral and placed them besides the casket. That was the last time for a while she ever looked at flowers in a positive light.

It wasn't until a recent trip to LA that Lily's love for flowers came back, it was upon walking the grounds her mother first started her journey on. It brought back a lot of great memories for Lily, the biggest one of course being the tradition of the flowers. After her trip to LA and getting back to Detroit Lily decided it was time to bring the flowers back into her world. She had a great crew and a lot of great friends, it was time to stop dwelling on the past and move forward.

The moment she got back to Detroit the first thing she did was to look for a flower shop. She drove up and down the business district but there was nothing. She combed the adjacent streets of Detroit from Downtown to Corktown and even out to Black Bottom. Nothing...  Not a single flower shop in the city. "How is that even possible" she thought to herself. She knew exactly what to do though, as it was almost part of her destiny. She was going to open up a flower shop, right in the heart of the business district. The idea made total sense, flowers are such an important object in the world we live in. Between giving them to a loved one or a tribute to a fallen friend. It was to be a gold mine but more importantly Lily's little slice of heaven. 

She proceeded back to the business district and scouted for the perfect spot, which just happened to be already occupied. It was a little mom and pop locksmith shop. Though with the amount of funds Lily had access to it didn't take much convincing at all for them to vacate the space and set up shop elsewhere.  After signing over a couple of papers and the handing over of the keys, the place was hers. She let out a big sigh, it was going to be a lot of work getting this place up and running but she was ready to put in the leg work.

Weeks had gone by, there were a couple small hold ups but the place was set up and ready to go.

As you walk in the aroma of fresh flowers hit your nose. The place is over flowing with flowers, some exotic and some domestic. On the shelves through out the store are pre made arrangements that you can purchase without waiting. The closer you get to the counter you will notice a new state of the art refrigeration system packed with flowers of all kinds which you can purchase singly or in large quantities. In the mix of the fridge are also bunches of flowers ready to be picked up for that special someone when you don't have the time to pick out each individual one.

You get to the counter which is lined with fresh Lily's, you look for a sign for flower types but you don't see one. Instead there is a book on the counter, you begin to flip through it. There are pictures of some of the arrangements that have been done and still can be done, along with other options. They are broken up into a bunch of different catagories for: that special someone, a celebration and of course funerals. You have more options then you can ever imagine. 

Lily gives you a smile as she waits to answer any questions you have or if you need help deciding.

Fred had been searching for a flower shop for some time now. He had traveled all over our fair cities looking, he all but gave up hope of getting a flower arrangement for his sweetheart, when he came across a flier for Petals. After reading over the flier, he all but jumped for joy, as his search was finally over. At the bottom of the flier was even a 10% off coupon for their opening day, Fred was a happy man, his girlfriend was sure to be pleased when he showed up with flowers for their date tonight.

Fred had some business in Detroit in a few hours, so he figured he would stop by on his way through town. As he neared the end of his trip in Detroit, he entered Lily's Petals flower shop, hoping Ms. Lily could help him pick out the best assortment of flowers for his date tonight. As he came closer to the counter, he saw the book of prearranged assortments, and as he flicked through them, he just got a puzzled look on his face. You have to understand one thing about Fred, he knew little to nothing about flowers, so he was completely lost on what to pick.
 
Lily had been in the back the whole time tending to her flowers, she could see the puzzled looked on Fred's face. As she approached him, she chuckled to herself knowing he wasn't sure what kind of flowers he would need for whatever event he was going to.
Lily said to Fred, "You seem a little lost there, what occasion by chance do you need flowers for?"
 
Lily startled Fred as he didn't see nor hear her come from the back. Lily chuckled to herself again before retrying the question again.
"Sorry about that sir, my name's Lily. I see you need flowers, but what is the occasion at hand, that you are buying flowers for?"
Fred was a bit startled but, after taking a second to compose himself replied, "Hello Lily, my name's Fred. I'm looking for an assortment or whatever it's called of flowers, I have a date tonight with my sweetheart and I wanted to bring her something special. Do you have an sort of ideas for me, as I'm lost on what kind of flowers I should pick."
Fred went back to puzzlingly looking through the book, as he waited for Lily to reply.

Sasha had been kicking back at her pad it was a a nice but was lacking something she looked around and seen the empty vases on her shelves table and counter. Flowers she thought that would brighten up the place nicely she rushed down to the street and hailed a taxi she knew just the place to goto.

Petals in DownTown reputedly run by Lily Godmother of organised crime in Detroit Sasha wasnt worried about that as she was slowly making her bones in Detroit herself and who knows if the reputed Godmother seen her and knew her she might have some jobs for her so it could become a win win.

Sasha entered the store and squealed in delight as she seen the many bunches of flowers she couldnt help sniffing some as she browsed the store Roses,Violets,Daisys even sunflowers all of her favourites Sasha made her way to the counter to buy a few bunches of flowers for her pad maybe Lily would have an idea what type she should buy.

Toby spent a few hours visiting the shops around Detroit before stumbling upon a small flower shop. As he peered through the large front window memories crept into the forefront of his mind and he began picturing himself standing in the garden of his childhood home. His mother had been an avid gardener and his father made more than enough to allow his wife to follow her passion and hobby. Toby pulled himself back to reality and continued to gaze through the window at all the beautiful colors filling the room.

Toby couldn't hesitate any long and was compelled to enter the store. As he pushed open the door, a small bell rang and he was greeted with the overpowering floral aroma that permeated the store. Everything just looked so beautifully arranged Toby had no idea where to begin looking. He slowly approached the counter and looked around for someone to help him make a selection.   

Senza was strolling down the streets op Detroit. Enjoying the nice weather, it was a bit cloudy, but the sun shined brightly. She loved the smell of summer. As she continues her way she notices kids playing with a ball in a park. Senza decides to take a walk down the park. The trees were full of green leaves and a lot of colourful flowers were spreading a nice scent. After a while she reaches the end of the park, at the other side of the road Senza notices a cute little flower shop called Petals. After catching so many lovely scents she has to get her a fresh bouquet of flowers. Before she crosses the road she looks to the left and the right to see if it's safe to crossover. She hurries over to the shop and opens the door. 

The scents as she walks in the Petal shop overwhelms her. She looks around and finds herself a bucket full with pink tulips. She walks over to the counter and smiles as Lily looks at her.

"Goodday Godmother Lily. I have to say your shop looks lovely. I would like to purchase a nice bouquet of tulips." Senza says as she points to the pink tulips.

Spending the afternoon walking around Downtown, Seraphina headed towards the flower shop.  She wanted to have fresh bouquets of roses, daisies and cherry blossoms in her room at Headquarters.  The mixture of colors and fragrances would brighten up her room very nicely.  While out shopping on her first tour of Detroit, Seraphina had spotted a set of Fenton vases that she simply had to buy once she saw them.  

Once Seraphina entered the flower shop, she stopped to inhale the sweet, tantalizing aromas.  She glanced around looking for the lovely owner, Godmother Lily.  Seraphina had briefly met the Godmother after The Distillery moved to Detroit.  Lily had inquired how everyone was settling into the city, and the generous nature displayed was what caused Seraphina to introduce herself to the Godmother.

A young girl was tending to the daisies, so Seraphina stopped to ask if Godmother Lily was around today.

OscarWilde was still trying to get used to life in Detroit (please don't read that as shadowing Miss Seraphina , it was pure coincidental she was just in there) when he stumbled onto Lily 's flower shop.

He rushed in (well rushing in his standards that was; in fact he increased to a mediocre speed of walking) and asked

Could I have a single of your most beautiful, dark based, striped purple tulips, sent to Whor-able , please?

Azazel had always been different to the usual rough and rugged mafiosa. His past life had seen him spend time in the most wondrous of places but that seemed like a distant memory to him now. One thing remained though, his love for life and all things beautiful. He could spend an entire day walking through a garden or park just to soak up the fresh air and the smell of the flowers there.

He also liked to keep the HQ slightly tidy considering all the beer cans that were usually thrown around the place. Flowers in specific key areas meant that the ladies of the family were happy and that there was always a certain freshness and feeling of love kept alive. Plus, he was sure that Frank secretly liked the fresh flowers scattered around the place too, even though was he only conscious 50% of the time.

Arriving at Lily's store, he had a look around and was delighted at the variety of different flowers she had managed to secure. Everything was so pretty and the smell, it was simply divine.

There was a young girl attendant on the till serving today.

"Hello Miss, I would like a selection of different flowers today. Would it be possible to do me 5 mixed sets of bouquets, each with their own vase?"

Azazel waited whilst the girl went to the stock room to check for vases, hoping she would have something that would help him.

The happiness that was wallowing up inside Alessandra's stomach, went to even more extreme levels as she was getting close to Petals. She discovered that she had an obsession with Lily's and since then, she thought this place was calling her. Alessandra saw so many people rushing in and out of the store. She couldn't help feeling restless as she remembers the day of the attack on the family and she suddenly felt paranoid. There is no use giving in to it, she thought and continued making her way to the door of the shop. 

Alessandra gives a genuine smile to Lily by the counter, and as simple as can be she asks "Just a nice flower arrangement of lily's would be nice, thanks, and im sure that you can pick the right vase for the right flowers."

The smirk that Lily gave to her confirmed that Alessandra came to the right person.