Mary stared at him a moment. "Was starting to think you were a weirdo with a mask fetish." Mary laughed. "The hands were pretty much a dead give away. Then again, I guess most people don't have the same angle on the situation that I do." She moved to start out of the dressing room, closing the door behind him and heading up a side stairwell. "Glad to finally meet you face to face, Abe."