"It's fine," I said quickly, kneeling to gather my things. Lipstick, keys, the crumpled tissue I'd been meaning to throw away.

"You really should watch where you're going," the woman continued, not moving to help. "Although I suppose it's hard to see anything in that outfit."

I froze, my hand hovering over my phone.

"I mean, no offense," she said. "But maybe invest in something with a little more... color? You're so drab. Like a little mouse scurrying around. Men don't notice mice, you ...