Although no excuse, I knew it had to involve a woman!
Jason, you did it all wrong. You go out. Meet a woman. Have her drive you to her place.
That way nobody will be drawing stories about you. ; )
No, you will be known from now on as Anita Strondheim and you must never mention your previous life as an Embalmer's Assistant.
And the unfortunate dog will be your adopted son. He'll need a selection of hats.
Good luck Ske… sorry, Anita.