Confused, Aaron nonetheless shrugged and turned to keep walking. He felt another weird sense of deja vu as he turned down the hall to the changing rooms to wipe down and put his jeans back on. He could have sworn he'd done this before... now their theories were starting to make more sense.
"Sure, whatever you want. There's shampoo and stuff in all the stalls," he said, gesturing in the direction of the locker room as he unlocked the door. "Water should be good."