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Adjusting the garment bag over her arm and the shopping bags in her free hand, Madison raised her elbow to thump against the closed door. A minute later, it opened, and Mikio stepped forward, clumsily taking the garment bag, before retreating to allow her to enter the penthouse.
"Thank God for dry cleaners," she quipped as she brushed past him.