salt air and rust on florence's door (i never needed anything more)

Nancy blinks. “My what?”With a sheepish smile, he shrugs. “It’s the face you make at the start of a mystery, when you’re putting it all together.”“I didn’t know I had particular faces for those things.” Nancy murmurs, a slight flush coloring her cheek that is only deepened when Bess chimes in.“I always thought you had just the one face you make when you’re putting things together, Nancy.” Bess gives a mischievous smile. “How many faces do I have during our mysteries, Ace? As my platanchor, you should know that.”~In which the Drew Crew investigate a ghost bride and groom as Nancy tries to pretend she isn't in love with Ace.