Man," he said. "You are, like, so impatient." — Sarah Dessen

Okay, okay." He stood up and went over to the corner, picking up the painting and bringing it over to rest against the bright pink belly of one of the mannequins. Then, he handed me a bandana. "Tie that on.”

I am not," I said. "I've been waiting forever."

It's important." I could hear him moving around, adjusting things, before he came to sit beside me. "Okay," he said. "Take a look."