Back at it Again (One-on-One)

He sighed, raising an eyebrow.

"You don't need to argue. 5 dollars each is way too little."

 

"I did not. That's a fair rate."

 

"Cal, please don't argue about it. It's done, okay?"

 

He gave her a small smile.

"Don't worry about it. I'd feel badly giving you any less."

 

"No, thank you. Seriously."

 

He nodded, satisfied, before stretching slightly.

"Have you ever considered teaching people how to sew, Cal?" he asked. "Like, kids?"

 

"Those kids really like you, and they keep asking about you. And I know that you like to sew, obviously... Did you like working with them?"

 

He rubbed the back of his neck, perhaps a little embarrassed.

"I mean, if you'd like to."

 

He raised his eyebrows and dropped his hand.

"Really?"

 

"Oh, that's awesome. They would love to hear that," he said, his eyes bright. He pushed up his glasses and dusted off his hands of snow. "I'd have to talk it over with some people first."