He and his friend, a blond guy I always see him with.

A big blond guy with cold eyes got back out and asked, "What are you waiting for?"

The game had hardly begun when the blond guy at the other end of the table - Jack?

Just don't tell anything'll lead her to the blond guy.

"But you never got the blond guy's name," she said.

Everybody was talking about the skinny blond guy he lived with.

To her, he was yet another little blond guy on the circuit.

The blond guy did look a little more relaxed now.

He was a big blond guy with bright blue eyes that seemed to have no depth at all.

It wasn't like the blond guy had left a ransom note.