"Magenta," she replied, sans emoji. I had just arrived for our first date, and I was already excited.
I turned to spot her in the terminal. She had not dyed her hair, after all. Her dress was green. She flashed that wide smile I had loved from her picture. She walked over quickly, but not too quickly for the camera crew following.
"I'm so excited to research our compatibility," she said, keeping a safe distance. Already scoring more highly compatible than any other couple in history, our love was a fait accompli.