Sam left the garage and drove away thinking about her exchange with Adam. She was happy that he seemed to take her jokes well. It could have went horribly wrong, with him taking an instant dislike to her. She wasn't usually so outgoing, but he made her feel comfortable, at ease. She parked her car at the park, she wanted to eat lunch someplace quiet and calming, and this was just the spot. She opened the bag that sat on the seat of the car beside her and pulled out some fruit and a salad she had made just this morning. She ate with the ignition running and the radio on, occasionally singing along with the songs that played.<br/><br/>She thought about her new job and how it would give her even more hours. She sometimes felt like she never had a moment to sit down, except when she was going from one place to another. It was okay though, she liked being busy. She left the park just in time to reach her next job, one of her contracted customers. She knew that she was pretty lucky today, everything on her schedule this afternoon was her contracted houses and she knew that they would be simple enough. Unless one of them had a party, or something, since the last time she'd been there.<br/><br/>As she gathered her things and went to the door she thought about the job that evening happily, she wouldn't mind getting to know Adam better. She wondered if he would leave her to do her business in silence or if he was the kind to make small talk the entire time. She let herself into the house, as was her agreement with this contract, and began cleaning, making short order of the house. She made a trip through looking to make sure everything was done and making sure it was up to her standards, then gathered her things and headed on to the next.<br/><br/>House after house was finished like clockwork, it had become second nature to her and she could finish them rather quickly. Soon enough she had cleaned all of the houses on her schedule the only one that gave her any difficulty being that of the elderly Mrs. Smith, that woman could talk, and talk she did. Sam always found it difficult to pull herself away from the old lady, she knew that she rarely had company and craved the attention of anyone, even if it was just the cleaning lady. Soon after leaving her last job, she found herself parked in a fast food parking lot eating a hamburger and some fries. She would have just enough time to eat and get to the garage.<br/><br/>Her hamburger done, and her fries forgotten about, she takes a sip from the soda and pulls out of her parking space. She smiles as she heads back towards the garage.