“Most of the time it’s the guy and his friends doing it all. You’re one strong woman. Be sure to keep her, man,” he said to Sebastian. I tried to keep the grimace off of my face as I waved. The shop owner went back inside, and I turned. “Oh yes, keep me because I can lift furniture and not because of my personality,” I muttered, rolling my eyes again. Sebastian was staring at me as if he had never met me in his life.
