"Thank you," she said. She soon found herself seated on the bed, and in her thoughts was relieved that she could sit down. She observed LaCroix while he removed his suit jacket, and then his shoes. She watched as he placed his shoes neatly in front of the bed. It seemed that almost everything about him had a touch of neatness to it.
"Well, you can't blame me for doubting. That was only my first time." She told him this while removing her own black overcoat. Underneath was a red blouse made of a blend of cotton and another material. The sleeves reached only to her elbows, but she rather liked it. She folded up her coat, and asked, "What should I do with this?"