Once Talia was settled in, Bob would get them off the building into his favorite run of town. Making sure he wasn't being watched, he would strip off his costume, leaving him just in cargo pants and a tank top. If Talia was going to be exposed as a prodigal child, she wouldn't do it alone. At least not today. Not for now. For the next couple hours, they weren't going to be the Performer and the Jersy Devil. They were just Bob and Talia, two spoiled rich kids rebelling against the world, and having fun doing it. 

once all his things were put away in his backpack, he would take her hand, and head across the roof tops. This was a pretty easy course, even for a beginner of Parkour, and gradually led to a nice little section of town he figured would work great. First Haircuts, for both of them. Parkour was mostly a punk man's sport, so why not that. Then to clothes, something less conspicuous than the high-class finery Talia had come with. Plus some extra sashes and such to cover her face. While she was trying on clothes, Bob would buy pretzels and hot dogs and sodas for them to share, cheering her on when she picked something good. He didn't know if Talia enjoyed herself.... but this was the first time in a couple years Bob actually felt normal. Where Bob wasn't simply the alter ego of the Jersy Devil. For the first time, he remembered his real name. Jacob. 

After being satisfied with the costume the best they could be, they would head back to the abandoned building to put away the extra clothes they bought, suit up, and head to Manny's