"Stealing Scotch whiskey and my new plaid skirt! But you made a mistake on the rum butter toffee. I trailed the wrappers."
The Scotch whiskey and rum toffee Jerry could see a reason for—but not the plaid skirt. "So help me, I'm innocent."
"So you're innocent!" She dashed to a corner behind the easel and snatched a plaid skirt from the floor.
"You'll just have to believe me. I had nothing to do with it."
"Oh no?"
"Look at me. Do I look like a criminal?"
As she looked her expression softened slightly, but she said, "I always picked the wrong picture in psychology tests. It's you innocent looking fellows that always turn out to be the crooks."
Jerry tried his best to look desperate. The result was too much for Heather Higgins, who laughed.
"Hold it," Jerry said. "I want to catch your eyes."
He grabbed his brush and made several quick strokes on the canvas.