From Inside the Grey House:
“Sorry, Charlie. We had to look like we had no idea what was going on with the world. Stargazing wouldn’t have worked, and it had to look to a casual observer that you weren’t wearing ripped clothing. By getting that close, the girl couldn’t tell if your clothing were ripped or whole. It was the only thing we could do to get away clean.”
“I don’t look forward to telling the boss. He gets pretty jealous.”
“Let me tell him then. Don’t worry about it, Charlie. You’ll be fine.”
He didn’t believe her, but what could he really say or do that would make her understand his trepidation? Charlie let it go and settled back into the seat for the long drive back home.