"A pure classic," Claude said, his voice echoing out of the thin air. It wasn't often that he stalked up behind specific people on the streets, but it wasn't often that random people were standing on the street with a piece of classic Americana. He wasn't even sure where a kid this young would have gotten something like this unless he'd knicked it from his dad's collection.
"Can't say that I'm much for blonds, though," Claude said with a slight amusement in his voice. "But the jeans are a very nice touch even if they clash rather drastically with the elegant backdrop. I was more partial to Miss January. But that might have just been because she was ginger. It was a good year either way."