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Niesha did all that was asked of her, but she decided she never wanted to see or touch grease again, the stuff just seemed to get everywhere, and she was sure that by now she was covered in grease, and all she waned was a shower. She grimaced as they seemed to finish what was a temporary fix, she rose, and figuring her clothes were a mess anyway, she wiped her palms on her pants, knowing she'd wash them and wear them anyway. She helped to move the grease bin, struggling a little under the weight, Niesha knew she wasn't truly physically strong, and her somewhat short height made it a little difficult to carry it with Sophia. 

She did her best, by now simply ignoring the smell-there couldn't be anything done about it yet, after all. She listened as Sophia spoke, wearily standing there, her mind a curious blank. The day had just been so long...Niesha suppressed a yawn, and tried to look like she wasn't tired, that she was eager to get the job done. 

She waited for Miss Sally's response, shifting slightly to take more of the weight of the grease, figuring it couldn't be easy to carry it for Sophia with only one hand.