Wayne's eyes widened a bit... the jig was up. "Well..." he stuttered. "I could tell you I read physics at Cambridge with Dr. Hawking, but that would be a lie."
He sat back in his chair. He felt worse now. Eloise had at least gotten out to see where she fit into the world. He'd crawled into a hole. "Yeah, I've been busking. But I do plan to go to uni." He sighed. "Eventually."