Data had found that walking around in his uniform had acquired some unusual treatment, so he went for something a little modest and... dated perhaps, but even being an android with a supposedly emotionless facade he did have preferences. Going from his notable affinity for old detective novels, he picked a tidy pinstriped suit and panama fedora, which was just ageless enough for him to get away with and receive with few extra looks.
Sitting on a park bench with an empty plastic bread bag next to him and ducks toddling sated around his feet, he finished up his
personal log and tucked away the tape recorder in his coat to transcribe it later.
Rising to his feet and tugging on his coat to tidy himself, he stepped carefully over the ducks and started out into the village to continue his research.