Her smile

"So, how did you get the tickets?" Amy asked, trying to break the silence as they settled into the silver-grey Mercedes Benz. As soon as the words had left her mouth, she realized what a silly question that was.

This was Edward Wu. There was nothing he could not do. She bit her lower lip to hide her embarrassment. But his reply was nothing like she had expected.

"Mei Mei Chung used to bring them to me every year. I have no idea who sends them," he answered with genuine interest, and then realizing how that might have come off, he chuckled lightly.

"A lot of people send things to the Company, and to me. It's industry goodwill. The Company does the same for some of our most loyal clients too," he added in explanation.

Amy nodded her understanding. She had had few people do anything for her. In fact, she could count them on two fingers.

Her parents and Chynna. She could not imagine what it was like to have people randomly give one stuff.