"Really?” I say, a little surprised by that information. “Do you have a store where I can see some of your work? I'm renting the old Baker house and it’s partly furnished, but I may need to add my own charm at some point.," I don’t realize I’ve taken a step closer until he takes a step back. Then I notice him tapping his fingers together nervously. He obviously doesn't do well with social situations, so I make a point of also taking a step back away from him.
