Bond looked at him speculatively for a moment, then held out his cap and one of the headbands.
"Here, hold these."
He put the other headband on, accepted the first, and walked out of the apartment, followed by Graham, who still carried the cap.
As they came out and started across the parking lot, a man approached them.
Bond looked at him, frowned, then cast a sidelong look at Graham.
"That what you meant?" His thought carried an undercurrent of incredulity.
Graham nodded wordlessly, and Bond looked toward the approaching man again. Once more, his face wrinkled distastefully, then he spoke aloud.
"Oh, Ross. Want you to try some thing." He held out the headband he was carrying in his left hand.
Ross came up, accepted the device, and looked at it curiously. "You mean this is the thing he's been working on?" He jerked a thumb at Graham. "Saw his wife come out a while ago. Guess she had one of 'em on. She went right back in again."
Bond nodded. "This is it," he said. "Let's see how it works for you."