Ugh, Mikey berated himself for not having thought about going further afield. Well at least Novarro hadn't started laughing or pointing. Perhaps they could still get away with minimal damage.
"Leave gracefully?" he tried, keeping his voice quiet. "Pretend we have essays to mark." It wouldn't even be a falsehood, there were always essays to mark. "He's probably as embarrassed as we are, right? Nobody likes to bump into their teachers." And maybe if they were very lucky Novarro would purchase some alcohol, consume it (responsibly), and then the fact that he'd seen them would slip his mind.