"Oho!" Autor says, pleasantly surprised. "Is that a challenge? My first guess would be nowhere near the roses."

The boy is fairly certain that he wouldn't be able to find her if she didn't want to be found, though that's part of the game, too.

He sets the shears down on a shelf and steps a little closer, inclining his head. "I look forward to meeting you via happy accident or otherwise, of course."

And quite possibly startling her.