Suz, carrying Savich's plate, the scrambled eggs steaming, stopped to stare...

Suz, carrying Savich's plate, the scrambled eggs steaming, stopped to stare after Rachael. 'Isn't this par for the course--a sexy guy with two girls--I'll just bet the little readhead here threatened to whomp the blonde with that cute braid, right?' 'You're very observant, Suz,' Savich said.
Sherlock rolled her eyes.