We're leaving a screening.
Will: Well, that was god-awful.
Me: Yeah, but Keith Carradine held the door for me. I flashed him my patented Keith Carradine smile.
Will: I wish I was Keith Carradine, so I could see what your Keith Carradine smile looks like.
Me: Actually, it's the same smile I give anyone who holds a door for me. But don't tell Keith.