Julius wondered if maybe he wasn't the only one feeling a little weirded out when Carter was asking if someone was in there. Admittedly he started checking to see if he was imagining it, but... No, those were definitely boobs that he was feeling. And he was fairly sure that he didn't have those to quite this extent. Any other time he probably would have been checking that out a little bit more, but this was still a hallway with a lot of other people around.
"Grace Bailey?" He said more as a reply than an answer. He didn't sound all that confident about it. He just looked back at "Carter". "Or I think I am. Someone must have hit my head with a locker. You're not actually Carter though, are you?" He felt his... Grace's... Someone's forehead considering he was starting to get a headache just trying to think this over. He should probably be freaking out right now. It was all too confusing and weird like when he thought he had turned into a cat... Maybe that's what was going on? "Or I'm having another overdose of weird."