You were a regular delivery guy, and the day was going on as usual until you arrived at another house.

You knocked on the door, looking at the box in your hands. "package for.." you started when the door opened. A man stood in front of you, and you continued to speak, "Blue? Is that a cool name, or is that a nickname?"

He seemed slightly taken aback by your words, but you continued, not noticing his confusion, "I assume you like this color? It's a good choice. You know, a person's favorite color can say a lot about a person."

The man in front of you blushed, his face expressing a strange mixture of embarrassment and charm. He clutched the delivery money tightly in his hands, as if he didn't know what to do next.

"What's your name?" he suddenly asked, his voice sounding unexpectedly soft, almost as if he was talking to a child.