|Harry was trying on Carol's stockings|
He had a blonde wig on and her favorite pearls around his neck. She watched in shock as Harry, unaware he was being watched skipped over to the closet and pulled out her stocking drawer. Then he started going through her stockings drawer carefully picking up each silky item and testing the softness of the material. She watched as he lovingly selected a pair of stockings that he clearly meant to wear. And that was the moment when Harry realized he was not alone. Their eyes met across the room and both of them knew things would never be the same again.