Chicken Veronique, Chicken Cordon Bleu, and Poulet Roti." "Maybe the chicks are going to be turned into this poo-lay ro-tee or whatever," Bess whispered to Nancy and George. Nancy turned to the maitre d'. "We're looking for a boy who ...
Halfway down the block, a cordon of River Heights police kept the local gawkers away from the set. "Here's the stand-in for Fiona," Tina yelled when she saw me. "Over here, Nora." "Urn, it's Nancy," I said. "Nancy Drew." "Whatever.
Had hewanted tomake certain she wouldn'tgo back there? “Maybehe asked me todinner just to keep an eye on me,” she said, thinkingabout the evening. • • • “And now we will have Ms. Drew demonstrate her chicken cordon bleu,” Jacques said ...
The cordon of police parted to admit Marilyn Kilpatrick and Teresa. “Nancy! You're okay!” cried Teresa, running to her lookalike and hugging her hard.“Thankgoodness! You're alive andwell! We wereso worried,” said Marilyn, ...
Her chicken cordon bleu was heavenly , but she didn't have much appetite , either . “ Well , I picked it from the travel guide because I thought a good meal might cheer us all up , ” Bess said as she speared a bite from Nancy's plate .
Parkhurst sounds like such a romantic place , ” she said . “ I just adore old houses . ' Gillian giggled . “ You wouldn't say that in the middle of February . The plumbing creaks and clanks , and you feel as though you'll never be warm ...
Kyle McMahon was Kelly's father. The current Miss Pretty Face was the daughter of an employee. Wasn't that strange? I turned right and spotted the bathroom right away, just where Kyle had told me it was. Beyond that, a door opened onto ...
She pushed through the line until they were standing with Kelly, Jennifer, and their parents. When the next gondola came, Nancy led George and Bess onto it, right behind the sisters. The gondola was full. “You'll have to catch the next ...
As soon as everyone was quiet, I turned back to Kelly. “What is it you don't want me to mention to your dad?” I asked. Kelly reached across the table and took the skinny guy's hand. “This is Andrew.” She introduced us.
“Well, I'm famished,” Kelly said. “Want to go to lunch? I know a great little hole inthe wall called Dominic's.” “Fantastic,” Nancy agreed. She and Kelly rode down the elevator and walked a fewblocks upaside street that branched off ...
Kelly pushed the door open and was confronted by a scene: the four of us, restrained and silenced by her father's personal security guards, and Kyle standing before us, in the middle of a speech. Kelly's mouth dropped open.
“Kelly can be a hothead,” Kate admitted. “She's very competitive and wishes she could be our first-string goalie. Of course, any athlete worth her salt thinks she should play every game.” Just as the girls were finishing their laps, ...
Mr. Kelly said. "A pair was turned in just this week." The girls jumped up and down while Mr. Kelly ducked beneath the window. "I hope they're Eric's! " Nancy said. Mr. Kelly stood up wearing goofy sunglasses decorated with green ...
Kelly gasped. “His salon is in Chicago!” “Mr. Clippy makes house calls,” Mrs. Ainsworth says, “in his private helicopter.” Nancy could hear Kelly and Kevin growl under their breaths. Just like the dogs they groomed.
“Hi, Officer Kelly,” Nancy said. “One of my wheels came right off the axle. Lucky thing nobody was hurt.” “I'll say,” said the officer, scribbling in a notepad. Whipping out his walkietalkie, he called headquarters, then put in a call ...
All three girls looked at a photo of Kevin and Kelly next to a beautifully groomed dog. “Is that the Waggamuffins dog?” George asked. Kevin nodded proudly. “Meet Squiggles!” he said. “Kelly and I gave him the full Va-Va-Groom treatment.
I told Kelly, who had a set of Jackie's tiny sleigh bells dangling from the pom-pom on top of her ski hat. “I found them in the reading room when we were testing out the moving staircase,” Kelly said, giving her head a jingly shake.
looked up Jeff Kelly's name. There were a dozen Jeff Kellys in the phone book. “Oh, great,” Nancy moaned, then began dialing. A man answered on the first try. “Hello?” “Hi, Jeff Kelly? Is this the Jeff Kelly who's the head ofCAMC?
Nancy’s holiday at a California college turns into an investigation of a mysterious drowning, and she discovers that some sorority girls are far from innocent.
Nancy and her friends save a dog shelter’s big day in the thirteenth book in the interactive Nancy Drew Clue Book mystery series.