"I prefer to see it as hiding in plain sight" he corrected, not wanting her to be right about anything. It was uncomfortable every time she got one up on him. He could feel his ego bruising every time. And yet that sharp wit and quick intellect was one of the things that made him fall for her all those years ago. That and he astounding beauty...
"I could change..." he paused. "And what would I dress up as?" he asked, gesturing to himself. He was accustomed to the Legends trying to get him to play dress up and he rarely ever did. He hated it. He never quite felt comfortable wearing other clothing, especially that horrid camp counselor top he had to wear. It didn't last long and neither did any of the other period costumes they tried to make him wear.
He looked around, taking everything in, trying to figure out what the best move would be. Dress up and blend in, keep drawing attention to himself either with his current outfit or whatever he chose to wear, or head back to the door... Well the last one was out. He was curious about what was there. He needed to look around more and find out what was going on. Make sense of it all.