[It's the stammering and hasty speech that gives an opening. An opportunity to just rib him a little. The smirk should be a dead give away but:] Manabu. Do you wish to give me flowers?

[It's killing him not to laugh.] I'd be honored.

[............Okay. Nope. There it is, that snort of laughter. He'll let him off the hook, he supposes.]

Male, female...Why should it matter? If the person you are after likes flowers, give them flowers.