Dr. Hank McCoy had fallen back in pace with the X-Men and the school in no time. It was as if he had never left. In fact he hadn't even left the mansion until today since his return home. There had been so much work with the new curriculum and taking over new teaching duties that he had not been able to enjoy his surroundings.
So Hank had equipped himself with a holographic disguise so he could have his own night out on the town. In fact he had already eaten a delectable dinner and caught a nice matinee of the musical Wicked. No doubt he felt for the leading lady. Green skin was probably more bearable than blue fur but tragic nonetheless.
Feeling a light skip in his step and a hum in his mind he had instructed the cab driver to drop him near the park so Hank might enjoy the rest of his night with a walk home. Clad in suit, tie, and sweater vest he certainly gave off a an heir of sophistication. However it really was just his preference in dressing. With current times it was slightly more difficult to find tailors who cater to a man like himself in his natural form. Just as certain Broadway shows would not normally cater to him, hence the disguise.
Hank felt it less than that though, more as though people really saw him for himself. With the use of holographic disguise he always took on the form he once knew as himself - a tall, lean man slightly on the awkward side. However a man nonetheless. Not a (dare he say) Beast. It was a little normality in a very unorthodox fashion.