Ahh, Miguel thought, at last he had discovered the man's problem!
He was obviously hard of hearing.
And definitely a little slow.
Or a lot slow.
Miguel understood the following: the crazy deaf man wanted him to clean the bedroom area while he went to do...something in the bathroom. That was fine.
"Si!" Miguel returned, as loudly as Kaz had spoken a moment ago. "I clean dormitorio." And just because Kaz was grinning from ear to ear, Miguel mimicked the expression, hoping to disarm him as well.
After all, he didn't want to get tackled again, now did he?
He smoothed out the blanket on the bed, giving Kaz a smile so wide his jaw began to ache. "Si?"
Miguel wasn't terribly certain what all the pointing was about, but he understood that he wanted him to clean the bathroom...
Maybe Kaz was going to hide in the bathroom until Miguel was done, and Miguel would have to come back later...
"/Do you need anything?/" Miguel posed, still using that same loud voice, as if it made any difference at all. Now, it was his turn to point. He pointed at Kaz, then at the bathroom, then at his cart. After a moment, he picked up a roll of toilet paper and asked, "/Toilet paper?/" Then another object: "/Shampoo?/" And another: "/Toothbrush? Anything?/"
That big, dopey grin stayed on his face as well. He wouldn't want to offend the guy by not smiling.