She kept her smile as she scopped up a ladle of lemonade and carefully poured him a cup of the drink. She found it kind of charming and cute how he was so polite and apologetic. "It's ok. You have nothing to worry about here." she told him, handing him the cup so that he may carry it back to his spot. Once he was away from her, another came up, requesting gatorade. 

There were lots of people tonight, so anywhere he sat would be a person who would be quite happy to take any offered food off of his hands. 

A hour later, the shelter's kitchen was handing out extra sandwiches just before shutting down. Elizabeth had set the left over drink in the fridge and said goodnight to her fellow workers. On her way out, she checked her sunscreen. it still wasn't completely dark out so she had to be careful. Luckily not much of it seemed to have been rubbed off, so she figured that she was still ok. 

Once she was actually outside, she took a deep breath of the cooling evening air and smiled a bit to herself. "Another good start..."