"San Francisco," Joy said, and didn't elaborate. "I told him, but I do know the thing you mean, yeah. It's kind of freaky. He guessed my job right off just from the way I carry myself."

"What Sherlock Holmes thing?" Aaron asked.

"James does this thing where he'll..." Joy trailed off, and waved her hand, apparently at a loss for words. "I don't know, I can't explain it, it's just his thing."