Wing women

Afterwards I described her as someone who, as you answer the question about your ideas for a show she hears you are planning (the question that she seems to have asked so reluctantly that the words hardly moved past her mouth), she raises her cheeks to her eyes in an expression of such complete irritation and disgust that later, when she wishes you well as she leaves -- and with a genuine warmth -- you find that your own face will not obey you, and your attempts to wish her the same make it clear to everyone else in the café that you are the more surly of the two of you by far.