Marcus hands the cloth back to her before saying, "Oh, just give me a bit of time, I'm sure I could come up with something. Perhaps not in the studio, though, I'm not sure Ed would ever forgive me if he showed up and found one or both of us having lost our clothes."

He would, of course. Ed's probably the closest friend Marcus has ever found himself with and he supposes that's a bit sad, given that he's a fifty year old man who should have had a friend or two in his time, but his life hasn't been quite the usual sort. Most people have a certain path they follow and Marcus hadn't followed even a single a step of that. After Mouse, the people he had spent the most time with had been the possessed. Or priests and he mostly didn't care much for priests, despite being one himself.