I've never been much for gardening (right now for example, I am totally failing at mini roses), but I know enough about plants to know that flowers are not immortal. Circle of life and whatnot.
So I confiscated Bosslady's orchid, cut off the dead bits, and kept it on my windowsill. Sometime later, I confiscated a second orchid. Both of them have bloomed twice since then. This past Christmas, when Mumsy was certain that her new orchid was dead because the flowers had wilted, I took that as well.
All three orchid plants are currently sprouting new flowers under my care. I feel like a wizard.
^this one's sick I think, but I'm researching how to try and fix it.
I got myself a mini orchid this week, as a prize for being a wizard.
I'm getting sick of pink, though. I might go out later and buy a blue one.*
*This is why I'm poor.