This morning, she wears a cream blouse and a snug wool skirt, and he thinks about how he'd pictured her in something similar that morning, at length, scarf in hand, which is why he barely has time to breeze through the office before stalking off to a prep meeting with Clearwater, though he doesn't know what Clearwater expects to tell him that he doesn't already know before his meeting with the ambassador. He's studied the file inside and out, and he’s spent Winter Solstice with the ambassador for the past four years—