Leon had got the reaction out of Sheryl that he wanted. He grinned as he sat the boxes down in to the car. Turning to look at Sheryl, and smirked. "Nope. You need help, and I am here to help you." He paid her no mind as he went back to work.<br/><br/>"I'll keep my dreams to myself though," he waved a little as he disappeared back in to the room. He looked around to see nothing but boxes. "Damn maybe I should leave." Sheryl was sure to be in no time, probably demanding his presence to cease to exist, or something along those lines. Though he really wanted a piece of her pussy, and  now he wouldn't be getting any of it.<br/><br/>Only if she is unlucky to get pair with him, is the only way he would get any. Leon took a seat a her table, and broke out a bag of weed. Staring it down and smiling. "I've got the second part."  He chuckled, and pulled a small nugget out of the bag, and began to break it down. "Hey Sheryl, get in here!" He yelled in a some what demanding voice. Leon wanted to see her reaction, it should be fun.<br/><br/>He broke the weed down, and then started to crumble it up on to a philly blunt.