<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=36564.msg1878615#msg1878615">Quote from: Bella on 13-05-2009, 07:05:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">  " Umm, thanks, Anton isn't it?" <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Um, yeah."<br/><br/>He keeps his head down as he works, simultaneously humiliated and exulted. His schoolboy crush attitude toward this woman the source of both. Normally he wouldn't care who saw him mopping up someone's mess - but this wasn't just anyone. She had both spoken to him - called him by name, in fact! - and was now watching as he cleaned up her mess. Life could be cruel, and often was.<br/><br/>He saw the man tuck the sodden newspaper back under his arm.<br/><br/>"You want to keep that, or you want me to throw it away for you?" he asks him.