Amelie spoke up from her table near the wall of the cafe.
"I believe he said that you alone would clean it, Madamoiselle."
A way a lone a last a loved a long the riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay,
brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs.
"I meant I would help you clean up a bit. I do like this place, so it wouldn't be that bad to have it look nice again." He said, hoping he still had a chance.