Anamarie's face lit up with excitement. "An artist, you say? I'd love to see your work sometime. Perhaps I could even commission a piece from you?"
Bang's eyes lit up. "I'm Bang, and your flowers are absolutely stunning! I'm an artist, and I'm always on the lookout for inspiration."
As they strolled through the garden, Bang's eyes widened with wonder. She had never seen such a variety of flowers in one place, and the colors and scents were overwhelming her senses. Anamarie noticed Bang's fascination and handed her a sketchbook and pencils.
As Bang browsed through the stall, Anamarie approached her with a warm smile. "Welcome to my little corner of the market! I'm Anamarie, and I grow all these lovely flowers myself."