“I think every ones mother would throw a fit over this place unless you came from a trailer park. That is the only way this is a step up.” He offered a set of reusable bags to Fate. “You can have those two, I have better ones now and so I don’t need them. I was planning on leaving them at the shop for someone to take.” The bags were made so that they could be stuffed into a little pocket on the outside of the bags and then hang off a keychain. Sam turned and walked towards the door. “So what do you do for a living?”