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She touched the blue and pink silk scarf in her pocket and smiled.
I'm afraid that my imagination immediately painted "her" as an assassin, the scarf as her means of strangling people, and the smile as being her reaction on contemplating her next job (which she's about to carry out). Probably not what you had in mind...
But it would make a great start for a suspense novel.
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