Marie's point of view during Identity, trying to get into Eamon's house. Word: Direct.
Marie reached under the familiar pot, fingers feeling for the key.
It was not there.
She glanced up at Jason, uncertain, unwilling to admit that she had been wrong, that she could not get them in. She tried a different pot.
There was a sudden bang, the noise of shoulder against wood. She straightened, brushed her hands off.
Well, he always had been direct.