Tyler was relieved when the burning quickly stopped as the girl went to get the mop, but was a little puzzled when the girl suddenly bolted out of the store yelling that she'd return. turning around as he heard the door of the shop slam open from her speed, he arched a brow and looked down at his shirt, a shocked expression hit his face again and he gripped the warm stain, happy that the shirt was black in color, but still a little annoyed.

He decided to sit down and looked out the window, seeing a older looking couple in the car bickering about something he couldn't quite make out on their lips. He quickly began thinking about how much his parents would argue, day and night and tried to think further back to any really bad times before he saw something in the corner of his eye and turned his attention to the mop's handle being presented to him.

He quickly got to work, taking the bucket and mop given to him without another word and began cleaning up the mess on the floor, he ignored the snickers that he had got ever since the incident had occured, was too used to hearing scowls and insults to bat an eyelash.

Right as he was finishing he heard the door open again and saw the girl who had gotten him in such a mess, he wasn't even sure what time it was anymore and he peered around for a clock before noticing the shirt that she had in her hands and blinked, staring at her as she began talking for a few seconds and looked down at the money she had got, then the shirt.

[i]"... uh, yeah... thanks"[/i] he said trying to keep himself from sounding like he was completely caught off-guard and cleared his throat. As he took the shirt and the money from her, he turned around for a moment and leaned over the counter, placing the shirt on the table while the other one presented the money given to him. [i]"I would like the same thing I just ordered."[/i] he said firmly before turning his attention to the girl in question, looking down at the shirt on the counter "You didn't need to bring me a new shirt..." he told her before folding it and turning around, presenting it to her with a slight gaze [i]"But thank you for paying me back... what's your name ?"[/i] he asked, though it almost sounded like a command by the way his tone struck.