[Not that being called ma'am by someone a foot taller and 20-odd years older than her isn't hilarious, but it's a level of formality that's probably unnecessary when you've seen each other's business and will probably continue to each month until one of you dies or leaves.
As long as he doesn't start calling her kiddo, she oughta be just fine. Except there's really no way to do this next bit that isn't also an echo, and a little of that sadness creeps back into her expression as she points to he forearm again.]
I'll let you get on that, then. But - can I get your number? So I know where to bring the shirt.
[At least she knows this one's not going to turn out to be living right across the hall.]
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[Not that being called ma'am by someone a foot taller and 20-odd years older than her isn't hilarious, but it's a level of formality that's probably unnecessary when you've seen each other's business and will probably continue to each month until one of you dies or leaves.
As long as he doesn't start calling her kiddo, she oughta be just fine. Except there's really no way to do this next bit that isn't also an echo, and a little of that sadness creeps back into her expression as she points to he forearm again.]
I'll let you get on that, then. But - can I get your number? So I know where to bring the shirt.
[At least she knows this one's not going to turn out to be living right across the hall.]