He saw Penny jump out of the way at the same time he turned. The door's handle bit deep into his side and he hissed, knowing there would be a bruise for sure. Narrowed eyes looked at him. "Are you the delivery guy? Tomas said you were back here. I wish I could see but I've misplaced my glasses again." So they were hers. He stepped in between her and the item in question. There was no need for her to get a good look at him.
"I'm sorry," he lied smoothly. "I'm afraid Tomas must have been mistaken. I'm just here to pick up Penny. The blonde waitress said it would be alright if I waited in here."
"Daisy. That girl never remembers anything I tell her. You're not supposed to be in here. And what's this about you wanting your money? Your shift isn't even over," the woman switched her attention to Penny.
"Ah, our father just died, and we have to go stay with our aunt for the time being, and she lives far away." He bowed his head, thankful for small blessings of bad eyesight. "We don't think we're coming back so if you could just give Penny whatever money she has earned thus far? She's a stubborn one when it comes to taking care of herself." He looked disparagingly at Penny's shoes.
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