I somewhat insistently convinced Melissa and Cait to go on a night walk in Astoria with me. I imagine that coming with me on a night walk as a non-photographer would be pretty boring. I walk fast and abruptly stop in weird spots for varying amounts of time. The compromise was stopping at a bar. The bar turned out to be a good place to document some of Cait’s expressions, which are… expressive. And the best. I forget if that was before or after Cait bought carrot cake out of a vending machine, quite possibly becoming one of the top ten moments in her life.