My Name Is Sam

This a local florist.  We have two in our little town.  Double R has had this sign running for the last few months and they change the name about every week.  There was a Mary week, then Hannah, then Stephanie - then, Sam. 

So Samantha walks in there, with me in tow for identification purposes, and the saleslady says, Hi, can I help you find something?  Samantha just smiles and says, No ma'am.  My name is Sam.  The lady said, well then, you've come for your rose.

She presented Samantha with a pretty yellow rose and baby's breath.  Very nice, Sam.