ohnoes!! It happened again!! :O
The mysterious Miss Machete really was quite beautiful, even if she wasn't the friendliest...
He started to give an awkward, dorky wave, but stopped himself short of that too. She wanted him to get out, not stand there, waving at her like he knew her. He didn't. He kind of wanted to. But he didn't really see that happening. He was just grateful for her help.
Turning, O'Brien moved to start back through the door, to head back to the front of the store, as he reached across to pull his gun from it's holster again-- just in case those walkers had wandered in.