Just Like a Woman
"Going to a high school prom to bust a prostitution ring. What is this world coming to?" Elliot tugged at his bowtie.
"Like your little darlings are the model of innocence." Fin was resplendent in a red velvet vest. "John, where's your tux?"
"I've had four weddings. That's enough tuxedos for a lifetime."
The door opened, and all three men turned to gape at the vision entering the squadroom: a goddess in a low-cut pink ballgown, complete with tiara.
"Take a picture. It'll last longer," Olivia snapped.