- She put a change of clothes in the back of the detective’s car. She climbed in and shrugged. “If I’m going to go to an heiress’s funeral, I’m not wearing my jeans.”
- He grinned and looked down at the black suit pants he was wearing.
- She took a moment and noted he’d shaven and his hair was less shaggy looking. “At least we’re on the same wavelength.”