Elle looked up after finishing her chore of making the garden bloom. Tomorrow would be harvesting day... Them seeding, then sprouting, then sapling, then maturing, then blooming again, and finally harvesting. And then it'd all repeat. She enjoyed it, but she was a nymph after all. Standing back up, and taking off her sun hat, she smiled at Sebastian and Flounder. 

"He might as vell send you to match makers and put yu on royal dating lines," Elle chuckled, "Hello, Sebastian, hello Flounder. I hope you are doing well." Everyone was still gathered about the Elle's and Red's houses, where their fences met. Elle took off her gardening apron and folded it over her arm, her gloves in the same hand that held her sun hat. Her wavy honey hair was in a messy bun on the top of her head, her peachy skin slightly smeared with soil. 

"Oh, Red, the red wine you said you wanted is almost done fermenting in my cellar," she turned her doll-like eyes to her neighbor, "Trade you for your grandmama's recipe on rosemary bread. Yu know. If yu reeeeally vant to have a pleasing reunion vith your Volfy." She giggle at her teasing, but meant what she said about the trade.