[That first question throws her for a loop. She knows that she can be high strung sometimes, but she doesn't think she's ever given him a reason to think she'd be mad about this. Her eyebrows knit together in her confusion, and she manages a small laugh of disbelief.]

Why would I be mad? When you're ready, my bed'll still be there.

[Her relationship with Danny taught her so much about honesty and patience, about waiting until the right moment to do things. His death had caused her so much pain and held her back, but with Frank she finds that she can finally move on as she's promised. She's even happy, despite the fact she's not getting the immediate satisfaction that her body craves. Some things are worth the wait, and she knows Frank Castle is one of those things.

So she lets the corner of her mouth curl upward in a pleased little grin, as she thinks over flowers. Her favorite isn't even on this planet. But as far as Earth flowers go, she's got a few. She isn't sure if that makes things easier or more difficult for him. But she leans in and steals a quick kiss anyway.]

And as far as flowers go? I'm known to be fond of poppies, peonies, and calla lilies. Why? Are you gonna bring me flowers?

[Please bring her flowers. He'll be the first man that ever has taken the time to do so.]