Rolling his eyes, he mouthed off "Only if you can lift one of those crates by yourself, madam, otherwise…"  he trailed off the retort as she picked up both crates without any effort. "Hmm," he chuckled. "Well I suppose I ate the charcoal there." He turned to cross the street to gather his hand truck, coming back to her and saying, "Thank you, you can place them down on the hand truck if you do not mind."