Catching a look from Amos, Emerson quickly stands and crosses over to the contract. No doubt he wants me to go see this Cantor girl, he thinks as he signs his own name in a cramped, spidery hand. "If you'd be so kind, Amos, perhaps you can continue my list of possible repairs," he suggests, handing the taller man his paper, which lists, among other things, replace lamps and wallpaper bedrooms. Ignoring Amos' bemused and disgusted expression, he shoulders his bag and shakes Talver's hand. "I'll be sure to contact you regarding anything we think may need replacing, repairing, or refurbishing," he smiles. "In the meantime, I'll go see this girl you recommend."