“Who wants to go to town?” demanded Daisy insistently. Gatsby’s eyes floated toward her. “Ah,” Daisy cried, “you look so cool.” Their eyes met, and they stared together at each other, alone in space. With an effort she glanced down at the table.“You always look so cool,” she repeated. She had told him that she loved him, and Tom Buchanan saw. He was astounded.