"Cole was still working on the car when a dark green Lexus stopped across his drive. Cole straightened, and was surprised to see Pike and a young woman with ragged hair and big sunglasses get out. The girl looked wary, and Pike was wearing a long-sleeved shirt with the sleeves down. Pike never wore long-sleeved shirts. Cole limped out to meet them. "Joseph. You should have told me we had guests. I would have cleaned up." Cole smiled at the girl, spreading his hands to show off his gym shorts, bare feet, and wax on, wax off T-shirt. Mr. Personable, making a joke of his sweat-soaked appearance. "I'm Elvis. This is me, doing my Ralph Macchio impersonation." The girl painted him with a smile that was smart and sharp, and jerked a thumb at Pike. "Thank God you have a personality. Riding around with him is like riding with a corpse." "Only until you get to know him. Then you can't shut him up." Cole noticed how Pike touched her back without familiarity, moving her into the carport. Pike said, "Let's go in." Cole glanced at the Lexus, already sensing this wasn't a social visit."