John was making good progress, he was about halfway done and had allowed himself a small smile when he heard a body falling behind him. Stopping momentarily and sighed with his entire body. Should he turn around? He was only half done, if he left it too long it might get worse and need more than vinegar and soapy water to get out. What the hell was this stuff? it was sticky, sure, but it was purple! [i]If I don't help, I will be yelled at for not helping. On the other hand I still have my job to do. On the [/i]other [i]other hand, they could be hurt and he could get in trouble that way.[/i] One silent groan later John had dropped his mop and was walking over, pulling his gloves off and putting them on his belt as he walked.

John may not be incredibly intelligent, but it was pretty easy to see what happened. This young lady had managed to trip on a completely flat surface, with no stairs and not even a pot plant to hinder her. "Well at least you didn't make a mess for me to clean up." realising he said that out loud, John looked down. "You don't look broken, you're not bleeding and you don't look dead, you should be fine, but do you need a doctor?" John leaned over and putting a hand on the lady's back to help her, pulled her up onto her feet, noticing the split heel of the shoe, but not really caring. Putting hands on her shoulders, making sure she didn't look she was going to fall over again, John took a few steps back as he let go and stared at her as if she was going to fall like a house of cards. Once reassured, John looked the lady in the eye and asked with a raised eyebrow "Well? Do you need a doctor? Or am I wasting time? Miss...?"