Alan nodded once more and took Tuck's hand to be pulled up. "Yeah," he said, "I've got stuff around here." From his drawer Alan pulled out a pair of jeans and stared at them. Then he sighed. "Okay," he said, looking at Tuck. "Give me five minutes and I'll meet you out there. If I don't come out... presume I failed."
Once Tuck was out of the room, Alan looked at himself in the mirror and noted he seemed a little gaunt. Pie was probably the way to go, but first he needed to strip off everything and throw it in the wash basket, changing into new and fresh things. He pulled his hair up into a bun and then headed back out to find Tuck.