"I'll wear my shirt and jumper. I just need his trousers and his tie. I can't find my tie." She braided a piece of her hair. "I don't think we'll get in trouble. Perhaps if we paint mustaches on her faces, we will, but I don't intend to do that," she said.
"So," she said with a smile. "How are things. Oh, and please don't tell me you've joined that horrible escapade with trying to... find a cure for the virus. We're students not healers."