I wasn't really sure why, myself.  I had theories, but little more.  "I do.  Thanks for being understanding about Junior.  It's not long, I swear.  Maybe a week."  I walk into her private bathroom, wash my hands, and then do up my pants.  Coming back out, ready to re-engage in investigative activities, I give her my goodbye for now and head back down the street to my apartment, and Junior.  Walking in, I ask.  "Okay.  Ingress is cool with it.  There's...a little bit of a time limit on your welcome, but she understands that I'm not suddenly going to develop a taste for half-Egyptian, half...volcano god?  Polynesian?  boys anytime soon."