"I'm not sure you're invited on this jaunt, Simon. The boys and I were just setting out to give the town a reddish hue."
The Saint said: "But I'm your agent. You can't do anything without me."
She raised her eyebrow.
"Anything?"
"Well—"
The sailors snickered.
Avalon stamped a foot
"You know what I mean."
"Miss Dexter," Simon told her sternly, "according to law, I am your agent. Perhaps that phrase carries implications which need not be considered here. I still say that I should be able to advise you on your goings about."
She put a curl into her lip.