Cate didn’t even need to look around to know that Lucy and the other female assistants were all smiling the exact same smile. The one you exchanged with the girl sitting across from you on the subway who was politely responding to a guy’s unwanted questions until her stop. The one you gave your barista after you heard the customer in front of you tell her to smile. The one you spotted on the runner across the street after you were both catcalled from the same car.
