Adam and Dante ate supper while Gladys browsed clothing websites.
“I’ve got to warn you,” Dante said, “Any disguises I can get for you aren’t gonna be hot.”
“I don’t care about that,” said Gladys.
“It has to fit over your robot skin and your asymmetrical arms. Realistically, I think the best bet will be to make you look like an old lady with weird medical problems.”
“Fine by me. I don’t share your dumb human beauty hangups and honestly being a bitter old lady kinda fits my personality.”
Dante shrugged. “I’ll see what I can scrounge up.”