Dorian stands up on his tiptoes, trying to reach the top of the refrigerator. He can barely swipe the bottle of window cleaner down, but he manages. Grabbing a rag, he trots over to one large window, pointedly ignoring everything but his task. He is embarrassed to be cleaning some rich kid's living room, but won't ever admit it. He sits on the floor with his knees tucked under him and begins to clean.