Yes.

Tracer looked under the seat. The coat was a long black leathery thing that hid her whole body, while the sunglasses would cover her eyes. While she quickly put on both of the items she realized one thing. ‘Look like a freaking pervert.’ She thought and sighed.

Looking like a pervert was actually a rather good disguise, so she just went with it. “Great, I can barely recognize you.” The pilot said with a barely hidden smile. Tracer wasn’t sure if she should thank the guy or tell him to bugger off.

She went with the nice route. “Thanks for the clothes, I will get going now.” One last wave and she left the platform. She checked in and sometime later she was on her way to India.