Maybe it was stuffing my jacket into the bag, which I don’t always do, that made me think I already packed my pants. Tony sort of offers to drive back for them but I think we both know that isn’t feasible.
“It will look stupid but I think it will be fine,” I insist after proposing I just go without pants.
Tony is rightly skeptical. “At least take these,” he finally says after some back-and-forth, pulling off his denim shorts to add over my cotton pair.