Some minutes later, shaved, showered, and refreshed, he did remember to look into the Innermost Temple, failed to find his shorts and decided that somebody, Patty maybe, had noticed them and put them near the outer door where apparently everybody kept what they needed for street wear... said to hell with it and grinned at himself for having made such a jittery old-maid issue last night out of wearing them or not.  He needed them, here in the Nest, the way he needed a second head.