"So it's you and me alone? You romantic devil, you." Mrs. Keaton fell forward, dropping into Skippy's lap. He pushed her back up."No, Mrs. Keaton, it'... me, Skippy, remember?" I remember, Steven," she said. "It's only been -- uhhhh..." she glanced around wildly to find a clock, then gave up. "Sixeven hours. Right?" She began to topple sideways and Skippy grabbed her.She grabbed him back, planting a wet kiss about an inch to the left of his lips."Come on, don' play so hard to get," she said,. ‘In my day, you dressed up for church. Why don’t you go and get your outfit on? I’d like to see what you consider dressy.’ Two police officers with limited social circles don’t dress up very often. They had dress uniforms, of course, and one evening gown apiece for super-formal functions, but their wardrobes ranged from casual to practical to ‘nice.’ Sue gave Linda a peck on the cheek. ‘In college, the guys and girls really dressed up for church. It was an acceptable form of flirting.’ ‘Is it. " "I am glad you like it," Kathy smiled as her secretary brought her a few papers. "I am sorry I am running late." "Late," I said, shaking my head. "I got one of the best views in the city." Kathy worked as a business consultant. I thought when she said she worked in one of the biggest businesses in the city. I had pictured something less glamorous. Especially since she was staying with Sandy in a small apartment. To my surprise, she wasn't kidding. It was the tallest building in the city, she. Try the thought transference bit again. How sharp was this cookie? Switch into professional mode."No that's too early. The earliest I could make an appointment would be..." She looked at her watch, calculating. Catherine had gone to bed soon after lunch and was asleep. Three hours? No make it four. "... Six o'clock. Can you come to my consulting room? It's at the house"Sharp as a razor! There was a rumbling laugh from the other end. She couldn't imagine that voice having hysterical giggles.