<span style="color: #FF0000">Carlos was acutely aware of how hard he was trying to put on a serious expression. It was more or less working.<br/><br/>"Yeah, I have time," he responded a bit too quickly, almost biting his tongue as he remembered that Cass was waiting for him back at her place. He felt he should be approaching this situation differently. He had a date waiting for him, so the natural thing would be for him to mention that and offer to either help another time or just give her money for the trouble and whatever she needed to replace. The redhead girl had momentarily arrested him, however.<br/><br/>He flicked his eyes between her eyes and hair as she requested assistance carrying things from the store. "Sure thing," he said, smiling at her. "I have plenty of practice being a pack mule. How far away do you live?"<br/><br/>Instinct wanted him to look at his phone, as he knew he shouldn't take too long, but he didn't want to seem like he was in a hurry. Which was strange, because he did have time constraints and it shouldn't have mattered to him whether a stranger thought he was being rude. He was already offering to help her, after all. <br/><br/>He opted to look over at a building that periodically shoed the time in neon letters. He had some time, though he knew this would probably make him late.</span>