“The trouble with emergencies is," she said, "that I always put on my finest underwear and then nothing happens.”
“I’m still having trouble convincing Pax that underwear and pants go together – underwear is not pants!”
“Gut instinct said she was bound to be up to her neck in trouble. She always was. Gut instinct was right”
“... she had always found risk headier than the finest champagne.”
“She'd put the envelope Tibby had left for her unopened in her underwear drawer. At first it was so she would see it there, and then she tried to cover it so she wouldn't see it there, but it turned out her underwear was too flimsy to cover anything.”
“What is going to happen in the course of my day that will be an improvement over lying on something very soft, underneath something very warm, wearing only underwear, doing absolutely nothing, all by myself?”