When the phone went off in his pocket, Hanuman startled and yelped loud enough that a passerby gave him a strange look before he managed to fish it out and click to open the texts. Even as he did so, though, he still flashed a wide, white smile at the stranger.

For some reason, she smiled back before catching herself and scurrying onwards. For his part, Hanuman barely registered the unusual reaction; he was too busy typing directions. He stood just outside Sita's building, waiting for her to finish her costume and appear. For his part, he had gone simple... Though one would be hard-pressed to remember Indiana Jones ever wearing his shirt with that many buttons undone.