It took a moment for Emmett to really understand, but when he did a wide smile spread across his face. A proper gathering of people who felt like he did...? Nodding, he clapped a hand to the man's shoulder. "I see what you mean. Okay, sure. I'll go ask her about that kinda loaf." Talking in this kind of code made him feel excited, like he was part of a club, a group that might do something.
"Thanks for tellin' me." He told the old man, then started to shovel again. The job couldn't wait forever - if he wanted to continue talking he was welcome to, but Emmett had work to do.
"Thanks for tellin' me." He told the old man, then started to shovel again. The job couldn't wait forever - if he wanted to continue talking he was welcome to, but Emmett had work to do.
