Danny buttons up the last of the buttons, flipping the collar up and shimmying into the skirt. "Okay, first off, it's just until I can get a pair of pants and a bra that fits right," he clarifies. "And second, my clothes. I don't care how hot it is outside, this is what a detective looks like," he snaps, sliding the tie around his neck and falling into routine, tying it up in a double windsor while hauling up the pencil skirt and zipping it.