Oliver Nelson looked down.
Looking at Sophia Jackson's hand resting on his palm, he paused for a few seconds before raising his eyes to her again: "You're playing the role of the future Mrs. Nelson very well."
Sophia Jackson laughed innocently at the unexpected compliment: "Does this mean my acting is good enough for the entertainment industry?"
Oliver Nelson gripped her hand and picked it up: "The entertainment industry is a big dyeing vat. If you go in, you might come out dyed in all sorts of colors. And I'd be at risk of being publicly cuckolded at any moment."
Sophia Jackson: "…"
Unable to help herself, she asked: "There's no green in the rainbow colors, and besides, rainbow colors are pretty, okay?"
Oliver Nelson raised his eyebrows: "I'm talking about reality, and you're talking about fairy-tale castles?"
Sophia Jackson giggled: "I didn't expect you to know anything about fairy-tale castles, Oliver."
