Growing a Beard is No Real Disguise

In the tunnel to the subway I see my friend from work and fall into step beside her.

"Heeeyy," I say, a little sly, like one of those guys that are always trying to pick girls up by falling into step and walking with them. She knows it's me, though, and gives me a smile.

"You're getting pretty scruffy, there," she says, by way of greeting.