A flower shop. The word was similar enough for Chéri to guess. Their english had improved sufficiently for them to give it a go, though they weren’t sure their looks wasn’t going to get them some odd form of treatment. It had happened before. Now they dressed more like the locals - which was to say “sadly”- but their face was their face and what they wanted to ask could come across as odd. Would. Granted, they needed to explain that first.