Alex pulls a pair of gloves out of her pocket and puts them on. She shrugs, still grinning at him. "I never really thought about it. Blue, I guess."

It's a painfully mundane topic of conversation, but she likes it. It's exactly the kind of question she can imagine a guy who's just a clerk asking a girl who really did used to work in marketing, the kind of boring question that got asked on every first date since the beginning of time. Not that this is a date.

"What's yours?"