Nobody else

Leo chuckles and nods to Cassy. "Yeah... yeah I can help fix 'er up for ya. Won't take but maybe a new board, some nails and a bit of paint. We could fix the trim around the windows at the same time too, if you wanted."

Tapping a finger on the table, he finally gets up, knowing that if he didn't, he'd stay too long. "I got the weekend off... so I'll give you a call for when we can do that."

Hooking his hands in his pockets he cocks his head at Cassy, smiling a little. "Thanks for supper, Cass. It was nice."


Dylan doesn't move as Dan approaches to start helping clean up. Hearing the offer, he quirks an eyebrow, a scowl still on his face. "The only thing that would make this easier is to get Mick Henson off my back," he grumbles.

Sighing with discontent, he stands up anyway and shrugs lamely. "Go for it. Nobody else wants to teach me how to do anything."