Inconspicuously

Tom got out of the car and went into the gas station as inconspicuously as possible. Even though he had done this several times before, he still couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt at what he was doing. He tried to brush that feeling aside as he grabbed a couple of ice cold six-packs and a bag of pretzels and waited in line.

The detective sat inconspicuously in her car, across the parking lot, pretending to read the newspaper.