David and Geneveive sneaked away from the dancing towards the nearby flower garden. They began to walk slowly down the path that was dimly lit by lamps filed down the road. Beautiful flowers of all different colors and types lined down the path, leaving a sweet and romantic perfume in the air. "Its so beautiful tonight." Geneveive said softly, running her delicate hand over the carnations. "Mmm, yes, indeed." David sighed, looking at her for a moment. He loved the way her golden hair rippled down her shoulders in the moonlight. He suddenly got an idea that would please Geneveive. David plucked the most beautiful red rose from a bush as they passed it by. As Genevieve looked back at David, he held out the rose. "Oh David its beautiful!" She said, taking the rose into her hand. "Careful of the thorns." He warned, smiling warmly at her.