Best moment ever.

The lovely Miss Samhita is in town, which means I’m in a state of perpetual hangover nastiness. Naturally.
Classic Samhita:
Outside a Lower East Side bar, a random guy saunters up and tries to light Samhita’s cig. He can’t get it to work. Samhita rolls her eyes at him and says, “Fuck that patriarchal bullshit, anyway.” He backs away slowly.
And this is why she needs to move back to NY.