"Hey Kris, do you find my dress pretty?" I asked, battling my eyelashes.

"Well uh, yeah I guess." He replidd, unsure.

"You guess? So its not pretty? But I find it really nice. Its gold and white, two of my favourite colours. How could you?" I whined.

"Wait what. Gold and white? What are you talking about? Its obviously black and blue!" Kris argued.

"Black and blue? Where did that come from? Are you colour blind?  Or are you insulting me?" I asked, frustrated.

"No no no, I'm serious. Its black and blue. No kidding." Kris tried explaining.

"No. Its white and gold. You're definitely colour blind.  I never knew... lets break up." I said.