This guy either had some kind of hearing problem, or he was just strange. She knew that sometimes companies liked to hire people straight out of prison to give them a second chance. But he didn't look like a criminal. He wasn't exactly polished, but he didn't have the eyes of a delinquent. "No, no I'm Juliet. Juliet Martin?" She smiled a confused smile and dropped her hand to her side. If he wasn't going to shake it, she wasn't going to stand there looking like a chump.
She looked to his men, then back at him. "I figure if you guys just move all the boxes into the main room, I can unpack them. The big thing I need the help with is the furniture. I obviously can't move it myself." She cocked her head and bit her lip.