Harold, Alvin, and Harvey were all used to being out, so this was nothing special to them. However, that wasn't the case for Lance.
One, he didn't leave his residence at night. Two, people were just carelessly bumping into him!
Nobody was bowing, running away, or creating a path for him.
However, they did receive strange looks from passersby, and that was because of the expensive fabric they wore.
Lance wasn't sure how to feel about the way he was being treated now. He was very annoyed. But on the other hand, it felt somehow good that he could move about freely and blend in. He didn't like it, but it just felt somehow good. They were not the same thing. He could feel good about something and not like it, right?
