As they got closer, he slowed to a stop and pulled up at the door. "That'd be wonderful! I can always use more customers. I'm glad you had a good time." He flashed the man his most winning smile as he pulled a lever that released the doors that had kept the man safely contained. He hopped down and didn't offer a hand this time. "I'll help you get these things. Want me to take them to the door for you?" Elliot was wanting to help the man and hoped he didn't slam the door in his face. Of course, leaving some horse manure on a doorstep every few days tended to make him feel better.