A reminder, briefly, that Alisa is still in school. Howard isn't sure if he feels really old about now, or really young.

"The way you talk about your time, though, I don't know if you would feel comfortable in mine." Things will change. But not for a while.

He opens the door to a corridor where every so often he sees people who look relieved to have their regular clothes back. And yet no one is staring at his.