Right, that could be about as interesting as it was at the office. Or maybe there was another computer in the house to look through-- yeah, that was a good excuse. Oh, man, maybe the guy had merchandise samples! Hopefully not, like, giant bombs or anything totally freaky stuck under his bed, but some rad alien tech blasters or something. Needlers in the garage.
Yeah.
"I bet he keeps all the interesting stuff behind a door that's locked," Teddy noted, just idling by the desk with the computer before taking a big, innocent step back away from it. "You got this covered, right?" His grin wasn't so innocent, but he wasn't such a good liar with his own face, anyway. He was at the door before she had a chance to answer, and flitting away through the house.
Of course he would mess that up somehow. You just didn't go through a guy's underwear without some repercussions. Eugh, gross could have been enough of one, but Teddy's skipping back through the house towards the kitchen to find out what suspected terrorists had on their grocery lists was interrupted.
They hadn't left the door open, had they? That would be kind of stupid.
If Teddy got a little more acquainted with his Chinese phrase book, he would have known that that was exactly what the big guy behind him thought of the junior spies, too; "You must be stupid."