She walks into the bar, slightly distracted by trying not to be distracted by... pretty much everyone. It's spring.
"So who did you say you were introducing me to, again?" she asks her coworker.
"They would delight in your entirely altruistic methods of bridging the gaps between blues and grays."
"Very. You'd get along seamlessly. Karo is the nicest blue I've met or heard of. Seni would love to hear you argue about the problems with the caste system."
"Maybe Karo is secretly orange, that sounds like a much more likely explanation than nice blue," Teo says nodding sagely.
Chuckle. "Obviously! Ready to crush all social structures under my might."
What a dramatically appropriate moment for another swirl of magic around him.
Apparently just changing air temperature, maybe cleaning things a bit. It's very discreet, though, all the uses of magic she has seen from him have been very discreet.
"It sounds like crushing social structures is exactly what a blue shouldn't do," she continues. "It's—unblueish."
"Yeah, but I'm the evil triplet. Unless you're trying to redeem me to the side of light."
"Land management. Which I know is the stereotypical useless blue profession, but it involves much less contact with them on a day-to-day basis."
"With the tradeoff that you have to meet them more often than you have to meet the other kinds of blue?"
"I'm sure it can be useless but, like, so can all other professions, if you're good at land management you can do a lot of direct measurable good."
"Thank you. I actually try to get more involved than most. Some of my tentants might think I'm too nosy or too cheap to hire a yellow, though."