Recent experience with home inspector at a century-old house. I was with son-in-law as the inspector did his thing inside, outside, on the roof, etc. At one point the inspector donned a head-to-toe suit with respirator, which gave him not only a funny look but a bizarre sound.
Perfect timing: my daughter arrives at the house at precisely the moment this inspector comes up out of the basement, talking.
Daughter was, to put it mildly, startled. As in, had to be scraped off the ceiling.
Shallow humor, there!