Dorian just shook his head at the boy's words. "I promised to help Sara, Mia and Courtney with a project after the shift. I think it is for a social study for photography or something. I don't know." He told him plainly, he wasn't looking forward to it for whatever class it was for. Though he was sure Chance knew Courtney, she was one of rare few that was actually nice and helped the special kids.

Dorian just looked down at his grease covered clothes. He just shyly looked away from Chance, he felt bad now. "No." He replied. He never bothered with a towel really. His clothes were always covered in grease so he just wore allot if black to hide it. "It never bother with them, I get covered with grease anyways. Cheaper just to wear black clothing and go to the laundromat." He told him sadly. He was poor and felt out of place here as it was. Chance pointing out his habit of using his shirt made him feel even more so.