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Hmmm? [Excuse her lack of talking. She hasn't slept properly in the past week and it's finally catching up with her.

Looking down, she sees that she was about to spray her olive oil for cooking later on the potted flowers instead of the water sprayer.

That causes her to snap back to consciousness.]

Oh! [Puts down the sprayer like it burned her, horrified she was about to do that.] Thank you for telling me.

[Jake ducked his head and smiled, shrugging his backpack a bit higher on his shoulders.]

Um...also?

[He stepped over to the faucet and connected the hose then turned the spigot a few times to the right.]

There. [That same shy smile again.] Might help a bit.

Thank you. [While she would like to give the flowers an equal amount of water, she was too tired right now to concentrate on doing all of that.] I'm sorry for bothering you like this. Taking care of the plants is supposed to be my job.

It's okay.

[He was actually on his way to the stable and happened to notice while riding by on his bike.]

No harm done, right?

I guess not but I shouldn't be bothering a young boy like you when you're clearly going somewhere.

Andrea Cruz-Well. Nice to meet you.

[He shrugged.]

Not in any hurry.

I'm Jake.

Nice to meet you, Jake. [Tries to return her attention back to the flowers but her sleepy eyes and low voice show her mind was wandering.] What are you doing out? Isn't it a bit too cold?

Cold doesn't bother me.

[A Boston native, he'd been through a few blizzards. And sleeping in back alleys and garages and the occasional horse stall toughed him up quite a bit. He avoided the first question deliberately, ever wary of strangers.]

Lucky you. [Notices that he avoided her question but doesn't press for more information.

If he wanted to avoid the question, she'll respect it and let his secrets be what they were. Very un-Spade of her to do, yes, but she didn't care.] All my traveling over the years made me unable to handle any weather. It makes winter more than unbearable.

I kinda like the cold. It's better than being hot, I guess.

Looking forward to spring and summer then? It sometimes feel like time is frozen in winter and fall.

Eh, I dunno, really.

[Mostly because he didn't know where he'd be in the coming months. Anyone's guess, that.]

No? [She was attempting to put a whole duck into a microwave oven....in the middle of the store. Never mind the fact she's also dressed like she escaped from 1001 Arabian Nights.]