He's spotted

"Good morning Eric,"

Eric turns, trying to keep his arse hidden against the wall as he spots one of the security guards - Dave he thinks - walking towards him. "Um, morning," Eric mutters.

"Everything okay? You're normally in the shop by now."

Eric awkwardly clears his throat trying to ignore the blush in his cheeks. "Um, yeah, everything's fine," he lies, "I just needed to chat with someone in the clothing store is all."