He was picking his GF up at the airport today. I told him he's gotta be there w/flowers. Hasn't seen her in a month. He didn't really get it, and then suddenly wanted to be the guy waiting there with the flowers and got all panicky about not having time to get them due to project deadlines. So I picked up a small bouquet of roses in various shades of lavender. It was simple and pretty and sweet-smelling.
I told him that it's terribly endearing to arrive after a five hour flight to a guy with fresh flowers in hand, and also, there's the audience factor of "awww, that's my man right there with the flowers for me. That's right. You're all jealous."
Advice I once got from my friend T.: Flowers are always the right answer. So very true.
And yeah, Allyson didn't get the credit, but sometimes guys need a little nudge. The hope is that he will remember this next time.
(Btw, what did ND say when I just "awwed" about this? ND: "So I should hire a homeless guy to hand you flowers when you fly somewhere?" Me: *dirty look* ND: "So you're telling me that who has the flowers matters." @@ Such a romantic.)