As I watched, he shrugged into his suit shirt and began buttoning it up. “Did you forget the next step in the dressing process, Dresden?” he asked, without looking up at me. “Or is this some sort of awkward sexual reconnaissance?” With massive dignity, I put on my pants one leg at a time. “Locker room talk? Really?” “It seemed something you would be capable of appreciating.”
Marcone to Harry while sharing a locker room before battle.
