The Archivist is incredibly displeased with the current situation. Why do they keep taking his clothes? He's a scarred, sleepless, scrawny man in a shirt reading Ask Me About Mr. Spider! Jon's using his clipboard to try to cover it and just keeping his head down. If he never looks at people, they won't look at him.

Except he's reading the shirts. He can't not. The one the man nearby him is wearing isn't awful, so he strides over. "Well? Tell me about the book obsession. Let's get this over with as quickly as humanly possible." No names, no introductions. Just that. He's staring at Aziraphale's clipboard now, continuing to hug his own to his chest.