"Tomatoes mostly, though there's some flowers and some herbs in there too, and believe me, you wouldn't be able to fuck them up any worse than the hardware store did." She shook her head, "They should stick to hardware and leave the plants to the professionals."

She smiled up at him then, expression a little wry, apparently having realized she was on the cusp of a rant to a veritable stranger, "I'm Alexis, by the by. Feel free to shorten it, most people do."

It was a simple process, really, and she did it with a practiced ease, scooping a little bit of potting soil out of a bag with a cupcake-wrapper sized peat pot, sliding the seedling in question out of its section of the four or six pack plastic it was in and settling it into the new pot with another sprinkle of dirt to cover any exposed roots and hold it upright and then moving it to a tray with the others for later planting outside.

She offered over a stack of the peat pots, "Here, you can do the easy part, fill those about halfway"