Elliott barely heard his name called across the room but Victor had that kind of strong voice that you couldn't ignore. He made his way over to the big man, trying to avoid the debris but it was inevitable. The cloud of dust filling the room was inescapable. He did manage to arrive at the board without too much dust on his clothes but it was still enough to annoy him. “I could do with getting out for a while, what did you have in mind?” He asked looking at the request. “Why would anyone pay that much for mowing a lawn, I wonder? Well I suppose I can't complain about it, im in.”