She peered up at him, observing the rigidness of his bare forearm as he raised his hand to remove the cigarette from between his lips. His oxford had been rolled up past his elbow and his top two bottons were also undone, and she could just make out his clavicle peeking out from beneath the rich fabric. His attire was surprisingly casual, and it occurred to her at that moment that other than that first night when she barged into his room, she had never seen him dressed in less than a tailored three-piece suit.