"Are you Roland?"
The person before Roland was excited. He had golden hair, blue eyes, and an athletic body, although something about his face was unusual. It was obvious that he was a player.
Roland blinked his eyes and asked, "And you are?"
"I'm Ziegfeld, from the Coalition of Progress." The player shook hands with Roland warmly and firmly. "I've been meaning to talk to you, but I never had time. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's really great. I'm quite lucky!"
Roland could barely stand the guy's enthusiasm.
The young men nowadays, including Roland, were unusually not good at dealing with people who were particularly warm to them. It was not because they were short of social skills, but because they treated colleagues, clients, and friends in different ways.
They could greet strangers normally, but they were quite unused to talking to them warmly or being talked to in the same way.
