I perceive your thoughts, mon ami, said Poirot, smiling at me. 
Poirot flashed me a smile and told me he could read my mind.
Poirot fixed me with a blank stare, totally unaware of what I was thinking.
The scenery is romantic.
The idea of purchasing this was not something I often considered.
A group of kids walks together on an outdoor trail.
Kiriyenko is trying to bring back socialism to Russia.
The woman are running to the door.
The building has a rubber stamp.