"Well, we're just going to make it look a little more presentable. Come on. You're saying a guy who looks the way he does with his shirt off can't push around a broom?" Annie counters, her own grin slowly growing as she decides to take a break from the musty and dusty, stepping out onto the porch for a breath of fresher air and waiting for him to follow.

If anything, this will give her a project, something to do when she's not teaching or taking classes, and at the end of the day, she can pop open a beer at the Hub and put her feet up to her good work. "I hate to admit it, but I'm starting to miss not being able to go out into the field," she adds, as she overhears him approaching.