Without a word or hesitation, Pain took the mop from Nick. Suffering moved to pick up glass. "Wow. Where have you two been all my life?" Pain quirked and eyebrow as he mopped the floor. "Walking hand in hand with you. Haven't you noticed?
After all, what is a lovely phrase? One that has mopped up as much Truth as it can hold.
I love cleaning. I love mopping the floor. If you need your floor mopped, I'm there.