"Which one?" Danny asks as he climbs to his feet, slinging his satchel back over his shoulders and holding a hand out to help Mindy up. "You people worship dozens, right?" When the doors eventually ping open, his question is forgotten as he gawks at the figure on the other side.
"Dick?" The janitor stands there by his bucket and Danny automatically assumes the worst. He waves at Mindy to hurry up. "Oh boy. Come on, let's go, let's go, let's get outta here." He knew he shouldn't have confided in Dick but Danny is nothing if not a sucker for a fat guy with a mop.
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Date: 2014-10-11 11:13 pm (UTC)"Dick?" The janitor stands there by his bucket and Danny automatically assumes the worst. He waves at Mindy to hurry up. "Oh boy. Come on, let's go, let's go, let's get outta here." He knew he shouldn't have confided in Dick but Danny is nothing if not a sucker for a fat guy with a mop.