E.v.a tilted her head curiously as he glared at the computer. "Mendoza?" She repeated, blinking and straightening a bit when he shouted and stepped aside as he pushed passed her. "The man you used to work with?" She asked as she watched him clear his work table. He said the house needed to be cleaned this week.. How soon did this man plan on coming over? She remained quiet as she remembered the short conversation they'd had about the man.

Spotting a broom in the corner of his office, she wandered over to it and picked it up and handed it to him, her eyes falling to the rejected designs now dumped onto the floor. She lowered down to carefully collect the designs and moved to organize them in the cabinet.