Juliet watches him with a small smirk when he looks away, thinking about his cowgirl hat color choice for her. Flipping idly through the pages, she speaks softly, tucking hair back behind her ears.

"I think, in this place, no matter how average or above average it is, a gift would be very welcome. So I say don't stress out too much about it."

Her fingers land on a page and she stops, tilting her head to the side. "What about this for any ladies?" she asks, turning the book toward him so that he can see the dried flower sachet idea. "Or, you know...a homemade decoupaged plate," she says with a barely contained laugh as she covers her lips with her fingers. "I'd like to watch you decoupage something if you go that route. I'll even help."