"Oh, that!" I said, trying to sound sincere. I'm a terrible liar, but I was going to give it a shot. "I didn't have any clean clothes at Jason's, so I just put this on."
"I'm shocked," she said.
"That I didn't have any clean clothes?" She shook her head.
"That I stayed at Jason's?"
She shook it again.
"That I'm lying?" I asked, chagrined.
She nodded then with a smile.
"Go change and hurry back, I can't wait to hear all about it."
I changed into a pair of cutoff sweats and a t-shirt and washed my face, brushed my teeth, and pulled my hair back into a ponytail at the nape of my neck.
I didn't feel any better, but I at least looked human. I met Liz back at the table and sat down, taking a sip of coffee.
"That is so good, thank you."
"You're welcome," she sai
