An early morning jaunt to Kettering was certainly a break from the usual routine. Rosier had been sure to dose his wife with a few drops of a sleeping potion the night before. Not enough to cause any serious concern, but enough that she would oversleep for a couple of hours and therefore wouldn't notice how early he had left the house. Not that anyone would ever suspect dear old Algie of this, but it wouldn't do to have a pesky little lie about leaving for work early hanging around.
In addition to dosing his wife night cap, he'd taken the time to make himself a new disguise. He couldn't simply do this with his normal face, so he met with the others as a rather nondescript blond man in Muggle clothes that he'd stolen from a neighbour. They itched and he couldn't wait to be rid of them.
Rosier took his wand in hand, flashing a grin that looked wrong on his new placid face. "Villainy and breakfast. You do spoil us."