Lennox grunted. "A comic, that's what I am. A New Year's comic. If you tell me I put on women's hats, I'll hang myself."
"You didn't while you were with me. You can check with Olga some other time."
"You aren't jealous about Olga?" Lennox asked timidly.
"Yes," Gabby said. "I am. I could knock her block off."
"But we had that fight, and she pestered me until—"
"You listen to me, Jordan Lennox. We'll probably have a lot of fights in the future, but never for a minute imagine they'll give you any excuse to chase other women." She rapped him under the chin with her knuckles. "If I ever catch you, I'll knock your block off too."
"All of a sudden you're such a fighter, all of a sudden," he said in awe. "What happened?"
"Something."
"What?"
"I don't fight and tell. Now get dressed."