Roman felt a small spark in his chest when Zack looked away. It always made him feel BIG when he managed to make someone do that--though he couldn't hope to know the reason why this guy had done it.

He popped his elbows up onto the counter and dropped his bescarfed chin into them. Wow, this guy was like a fountain! Roman had a good mind to bet he was the first person to come in all day. Some days, you just needed an ear. Roman was homeless. Faceless. He'd disappear into the crowd ever to be seen again. What did Zack have to lose?

"You guys really should have c-cornered the market on those tiny houses they show on television!"