He stared off into space for a little bit, he looked a little stoned but it was hard to tell if that was the case or he was just tired. He didn't really know what to say so he just nodded and went to fish his apron from behind the counter to drop it over his neck. He talked to himself a bit trying to remember everything he was supposed to do. He drew a blank and felt like he needed to prove to her that he wasn't just this deadbeat (even though for the longest time that was really all he was).