Right. "Wanna join up? I'm sorry for my rudeness from before." He was headed outside, though. "Not that I don't believe you, but I want to check something at the front door."

If it were that easy, others would have made the attempt. If nothing else, he needed to scope it out. "—I'm in a hurry," he added. He was making a herculean attempt not to start tapping his heel on the floor. He realized now that there was no danger of getting caught, but the anxiety about it wouldn't go away. Or maybe that was anxiety about something else, but whatever, it was all the same.