Randy has the night off and a date with the little blonde at the information desk. He talked her into going dancing with him, and is supposed to pick her up at 9:00 PM. It was currently 8:30 PM and he is still trying to find a flower shop to buy her a corsage for the evening. He walked to the edge of skid row, and finally found a florist shop in the center of a shabby office building. Randy looks through the window and sees a grey-haired old lady pinning a boutonnière on the lapel of a chunky fellow in a shiny blue serge suit. As Randy came through the door, the fellow spun around like he was expecting the worst. The grey-haired lady says "Will you hold still so I can get this flower in place?" The chunky fellow says "I'm sorry Mrs. Donleven, I'm expecting somebody and I thought maybe this fellow might be the one". Mrs. Donleven says "Alright, now you just stay quiet. I'll be with you in a moment, sir". Randy says "Alright, there's no hurry. No hurry at all there". Mrs. Donleven says "Now, isn't that beautiful. My husband set it aside especially for you". The chunky fellow says "Tell your husband thanks. No matter how punk I feel, if I get a fresh flower in my lapel, that picks me up better than a shot of raw gin. How much do I owe you?" She says "Fifty cents". While handing her the coins, he accidentally drops them. She says "Oh, I'll pick it up. You seem upset tonight. This person you're going to meet must be quite important". He says "Yeah, sure is. He's the man who's going to put me out of my misery. Tell your husband next time I need a flower, he better make it a nice white lily".