The human towel

“Right, it probably will” he answered back casually as though he just hadn’t thought of that himself, intentionally ignoring the way she was looking at him.

He followed her with his eyes as she made the mud and used it to write the note on the door, wondering a little why she didn’t just try to find something else to write with before resolving to use the mud. "The least you can do for making a lady get her hands dirty." Winking at him playfully. ”Oh, but I love dirty women. And it kind of suits you” looking at her with a mischievous grin, not that he really did mind if she wiped her hands on his shirt since it could hardly make it look much muddier than it already was.