"God damn," he breathed, inhaling the sweet and heady floral perfume she wore. "You look as if Jackie O and Audrey Hepburn had a love child, however that would work." Christie smiled, her make up all soft shades of pink and rose.
"And you look like you're going to an Emilie Autumn concert." He grinned, shrugging in his black sport coat and dress shirt. She was amused to see he had forsaken his usual boots in lieu of proper dress shoes and pressed slacks instead of jeans.
"Nope. If she was going to be performing in the area, I may have to pass up Sophie's show. But you know if I even dreamed of missing this, Sophie would threaten to kick my ass. Even though she knows I'd enjoy it too much." He offered her an elbow and they strode toward the polished oak doors, looking like the most unlike
