Minako is picking up one of the chrysanthemums, holding it up to her face so she can smell it for a moment, and then looking at it. It is a rather pretty flower.. Though as she glances over at the woman, she does notice that the flowers seem to glow under her touch. It is odd...

It's with that thought in the back of her mind that she turns to look towards Beowulf instead, blinking for a moment before slowly nodding.

"Oh, I agree." Please, enjoying every moment is basically what Minako preaches to other people all the time, especially the party pooper types. Even if that means Beowulf doesn't need the preaching in the first place, since he seems to understand it very well. "But there are a lot of guys out there who worry that liking this sort of stuff makes them less manly, you know? Even though I think that's a really dumb idea!"