He shrugged slightly as he watched her patiently. "I'm used to being labelled so much, I feel like my name is an insult. Must be nice to be able to ignore it. "His hand reached out for the belt as he put it on and thanked her. "Hopefully it'll never happen to you." Menachem turned to leave her alone, he didn't want to seem like he was being weird or creepy. Besides, this girl was clearly not much better off than he was financially speaking so she couldn't help him. "I wish you luck with your job search."