Tuck had been expecting Much to take the clothes somewhere to change, but when he just shucked his soiled rags on the street, he realised he should have known.
Tuck snorted at Much for assuming the water was some kind of spirit, and then he turned toward the street. "Have to get you re-hydrated before you drink. Need car. Oh right, phone," he said, pulling it out and calling for yet another taxi.