Dr. Horrible walked in carrying a bag from the drugstore and flowers. He wasn't sure whether he was going to actually give them to Emma, or maybe just leave somewhere for her to find since she did seem to expect them. Maybe Rain would tell him how to find Emma's workplace. Rain was always nice, even if that Iron Guy friend of hers was kind of intimidating.

"Hi Rain," he said, holding out the bag. "So, are you trying the deity tribute, or are you actually just sick?"

[ooc: Iron Man threadjack y/y?]