My LCP, of course. Poor, maligned Elsie, who has thrown a thousand plus downrange with nary a hickup, but tries her best to be mean to your palm and scare you off with her trigger.
I love my Elsie. After two years of carry, I have a lot of respect for a gun so little and fragile looking being through what I've put it through.
Though dad's Beretta Bobcat 21A is way, way classier.
16 Pistols, 5 Rifles, 1 Shotgun, no time to shoot them