You worked for the mafia for quite a long time by now, maybe a year, you weren't the person to smile or laugh, which everyone knew perfectly, and no one tried to make you, that was until today.

Everyone was sitting at the table talking to eachother, and you were just listening to random conversations, Ashton made a dry joke, and the room was silent, but at the end of the table there was a muffled giggle.

Everyone looked at you, speechles, especially Ashton.