Lisa was not well known for caution most times, especially not when she had someone to cover for her... or someone she needed to cover. But also, the flowers had been pretty this morning and she wanted to see them again. So going with Elliott had seemed like a fair enough compromise.

Unfortunately, it's humid as hell, and so even having switched to a T-shirt, jean shorts she thought she'd retired for the season six weeks ago, and a ponytail, she felt like she was melting. Still, can't just stay at home. Not when something's going on. She'd silenced her phone, packed for exploration of unknown lands, and gone back into danger. But hey, she could appreciate the flora again. "Isn't it? None of this stuff looks familiar." She snapped a few pictures of her own, before stashing her phone. "Hey, you could probably just take a cutting. As long as you don't touch it, it's probably fine, right?" Why there was a set of kitchen shears and a Ziploc in her purse all of a sudden was an open question, but perhaps it'd have benefit.