David was somewhat annoyed at the lack of response. He didn't appreciate being ignored, but he didn't work here so he couldn't really bllame her. Instead he pinched the bridge of his nose as she peeked into the office. "Satisfied?"
Some of that annoyance melted into that weird feeling he was having when she started sizing him up. It was a little thing, but the way she did it seemed very familiar. It was almost as if she was deciding if he was worth her time. It was something he did on a daily basis.
There weren't more than a handful of kids who used ASL in his school since he started working there. They usually hired a translator for that purpose, so David didn't know ow to sign, but he was familiar enough with it to know what she was doing. He had to be ESL certified to teach, and had picked up a little of other languages, here and there (mostly swears and vulgar things said by the students to each other) but the translators did a better job than he ever would. But still, it clicked and he shook his head, but held up a finger to signal her to wait a minute and pomed into the office for a pen and a pad of paper and handed it to her.