"Undercover?" John repeated her, not because he didn't understand, but more because he was considering the possibility. Truthfully, he'd already been undercover in some aspects, but going even deeper undercover might be a good idea since some people had already managed to see their faces. Not to mention, that sort of thing was a part of his job description these days, therefore he gathered he ought to get used to it.

He nodded a little late. Having picked up on her visual cues, he stripped off his jacket and handed it to her and then went about dragging his fingers through his hair, softening out the generally chiseled look by pulling everything down toward his forehead. The next step had him getting rid of his sweater so he could roll up his sleeves. It wasn't the most convincing change, but if he kept his head down and didn't do anything to attract attention to them, it might actually work.

Without preamble, he tossed his sweater to Veronica, guessing she'd find some creative use for it that would be better than trashing it all together. "Hate to say it, but somethin' 'bout this says you picked the wrong brother," he added a little later, voice rueful. It was a shame she was involved now, but she didn't seem to mind all that much considering her call to action.


[[OOC: No worries, my love! <333 ]]