Technically, Marie didn't need him to carry all the heavy things - she'd eaten well very recently, and her strength was top-notch. But a flex of muscle never hurt as a visual, no? A nice visual for her, before starting on something pretty undesirable. The perils of being in the food industry. "You are much better looking than a pack mule," she assured, obviously checking him out. "I mean, you basically have the tall, dark, and handsome thing down to a T." Not much work required there.
But back to the restroom they went, with Marie setting out a 'closed for cleaning' sign - sorry, ladies, you'll have to hold it or use the men's room. Speaking of. "And what have you seen, in the men's room?" she inquired with merry curiosity, slapping her gloves on and beginning to fill the buckets with some of that heavy-duty cleanser and water from the sink.