She has a small bag with her, and she digs into it. "You're going to need some concealer, babe. And maybe some foundation to cover up the redness. Let me see. I always have it."

I don't know what's happening right now, but she hands me a small bottle. "Our skin tone seems to be the same. This might help."

I know what I'm holding but…

"I…" I look at her, feeling embarrassed. "I don't know how to use this."

She blinks. "You don't know how to use a concealer?"

I wish the floor would open up ...