He nodded, coming to lean his back against the cashier's desk, elbows placed neatly on top of it. "Code for 'I can't talk right now, the aliens got me', and 'I'm myself, not glitched--'" Glitched "'Completely cognizant'."

He closed his eyes briefly, and tried his hand at a deep breath. It did nothing to soothe his already frazzled nerves.

He opened his eyes again, turned them on his co-conspirator. "Got any suggestions for trick questions?"