I sat down with the nail artist whom I first visited. Eyes to eyes, hands to hands for at least an hour. It is inevitable to have conversations to break the awkward silence. Having an expat in a foreign country. The kickstarting of the questions is always “Where are you from?” “Hong Kong.” I replied and smiled, and was ready for the bunch of expected questions.  “So, what language do you speak?” The nail artist asked.  “I speak Cantonese.” She thought about it for a while and