Mindy had to stop for a moment and watch the guy work. Man, but she liked his style: quiet, precise, and purposeful. There was no mistaking traits like that. Sure, she'd talked to a few of the people who came here and there, and they were all cool in their own way, but no one had actually attempted cleaning, if it was only his spot.

She would have to make sure he had an extra helping.

"I'll take your world for it," she said, albeit dryly. "What's his name?"