<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=36564.msg1886813#msg1886813">Quote from: Requiem on 16-05-2009, 17:28:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Putting a hand over the microphone, he looked to Anton.  "What's the address here mate?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Anton rattles off the address automatically. Not knowing what else to do, he rushes behind the counter and gets a roll of paper towels to serve as a pillow. It might not be all that soft (despite what the commercials claim), but it's better than the floor.<br/><br/>He hears Delilah's daughter complain of her need to use the bathroom, and watches as they move off toward the restrooms in the back. Feeling helpless, he looks around. His mother is helping to calm the man's wife, and his father is peeking out from the kitchen to see what the commotion is, a comical little puff of flour on the end of his nose. Anton notices how it managed to get there as his father lifts his hand and coughs into it.<br/><br/><em>Is something going around? I hope it's not all as bad as this guy...</em><br/><br/>Not wanting to disturb the other patrons, he addresses his mother in French.<br/><br/>"<<Can you check on the lady in the bathroom, mom? I'm worried about the little girl.>>"<br/><br/>Using his mother's affection for cute little girls to make sure Delilah was okay is a low trick, but he learned the art of manipulation from her, so he figured it was all right in the long run.<br/><br/>Jeanette nodded briefly. "Andrè! Get out here!" She made her way back toward the bathrooms, with a look toward Anton that spoke volumes. She knew he wasn't really concerned for the girl, but was curious to see how she was doing anyway.<br/><br/>Anton did his best to try to make the man comfortable while waiting for the ambulance.