Coming up roses

I went to Daily Juice after my run for my brunch [late start today]; green sunset with hemp protein. The last time I was in there, last wednesday, a man walked in-like, the quintessential 'keep austin weird' hippy [long sleeved peasant shirt, sandals, long hair, necklaces and bracelets and all]-and handed me a white rose. Today, the same man walked in and handed me a red one. Serious. Come to think of it, it was about the same time today as it was last week. I don't know what his story is or why roses...but I've already decided that I will return the same time next week...Last week, I remember thinking what a nice thing to do. What a way to make a girl smile...Today I wondered, as I sat and waited a RIDICULOUSLY long time for my drink, does he do it everywhere he goes, or just Daily Juice? Does he do this EVERY day? Or just on Wednesdays? What about the roses: Where are they from? His garden? Someone else's? Now I'm curious. Maybe next week I'll work up the courage to ask him... but then again, I guess sometimes one shouldnt need to know the answers...