John spluttered, shoving the wing out of his face so he wasn't getting mouthfuls of feathers while he groped around the top of the pile for his glasses. He could almost make out something shiny on the farthest side of the pile, so he crawled over Dave to reach it and felt around again and- ah hah!

"Dude, you know because you took them." Said as he slid them back on his face and blinked a few times while his vision cleared. He sat back, staring down at the pile of junk.

"So that is where the sheet went! And- are these my suits? What the heck?"