Helanie:
"That's his stuff," I stepped aside to show him Norman's coat. I didn't know what it was, but the way Kaye was reacting seemed a little off.
"Oh, so he came here and…" Kaye narrowed his eyes at the coat, "…got a bit too comfortable?" It seemed like he was talking more to himself now.
"What did he come for?" he asked again. I glanced around and spotted the papers on the table.
"He came for a signature," I replied, pointing at the documents.
Kaye walked over to the table, picked up the papers, then slowly turned back to look at me.
"He came here to ask for your signature personally and then just left his coat behind? Since when did he get so comfortable—," he paused, as if he were unraveling some hidden conspiracy.
"I don't know. He was refusing to leave until I had signed," I responded, still holding the robe in my hands.
