[Van is indeed there, breaking all laws of known reality by going calmly through the stacks and racks of clothing.
He knows she's there. However, he has decided on a firm policy of Not Starting Anything (Yet). So he does nothing except, after taking a moment to savor the tension, look up from the shirt he is considering (which is, for the record, a lovely shade of blue to complement his eyes).]
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He knows she's there. However, he has decided on a firm policy of Not Starting Anything (Yet). So he does nothing except, after taking a moment to savor the tension, look up from the shirt he is considering (which is, for the record, a lovely shade of blue to complement his eyes).]
It's impolite to stare, Sergeant.