The first flowers he stole were an act of desperation. Matt knew it was a sin, recognized the irony, but it was Easter Sunday, and he couldn't bear the thought of his father thinking his only son had someplace better to be.

He was just telling himself that he'd replace them, leave money, s omething, when all his mental efforts were rendered meaningless by the owner of the flowers walking right up to him, with a casual, "Hey, man, how's it going?"

"I'm sorry," Matt mumbled to his shoelaces. "You must be thinking I'm the worst neighbor since that guy from Rear Window."

"You got something hidden in that Volvo of yours I should know about?" He could feel the guy smiling. Why the hell was he smiling? " If so, don't sweat it - I just passed the bar last week. Shit hits the fan, I'm on call for your defense."

"Look, I can pay you for them." Matt scrambled in his pocket for the few dollars he hoped were still in there from the laundromat. It wasn't until later that he processed the strange coincidence of them both being new lawyers. "I...I was going to pay you for them. I was just running so late and..."

"Hey," the man stilled his motion with a calm hand, "Seriously, no worries, okay?l Flowers are meant to be shared! Least that's what my mom always says. And something tells me you need them a lot more than I do today."

"Tell you what, you give me your name and a promise to make it up to me, and we'll call it square. Deal?"

He nodded hurriedly, letting out a breath. "Thanks. I'm Matt. Matt Murdock."

"Well, it's nice to be your florist today, Matt Murdock." His new friend grasped his hand firmly, before letting it go again. "I'm Foggy Nelson. And all I've got to say is for my daisies, she'd better be really pretty."

"Oh, he's not..." Matt trailed off. He didn't discuss his father with anyone, even though something in Foggy's voice had him thinking he almost could.

"He?" Something in Foggy's tone shifted slightly. "Hey, uh, that's cool, man. You tell him Foggy says to change their water every couple of days."

On impulse, Matt smiled. "Yeah," he said, "I'll do that. Thanks again."