"I don't think I've ever met a blue. Even when I went to intercaste school it wasn't a classy enough one to have more than a handful and we didn't intersect at all."

"Yeah. I've met blues at work but not really elsewhere."

"Do you encounter 'em?" Pelape asks Ohan.

"Ever. Not often. Some attend talks about this and that at the university, and there are fundraiser events and whatnot."

"Makes sense."

"Next time one of those happens I can try to scout for people who are actually interested in statistics."

"Is that a harem requirement?"

"Well it seems to be the common denominator here."

"I think it's just the being nerds part actually."

"Yeah, maybe statistics in particular is overfitting."

"Well my job is even easier then!"

"I'm not sure how many people Sahde's harem needs. The guy has to do his job too sometimes."

"At least one per caste, for sure."

"A rainbow!"

Giggle. "Sounds ambitious. But hot."

"It's like that stupid internet meme that gets passed around on social media in spring, 'challenge yourself to collect the whole rainbow this year' -"

"I've done it," Sahde says, smugly.

"You don't count."

"Yeah, I think you have to do it in an amateur capacity."

"Well fine but that's only because I don't know any blues socially."

Giggle.

"I guess I could hook you up at some fundraiser sometime this spring. But you'll owe me one."

"Ooh. We should talk about that again in a couple of months."

"Have fun."

There's more chat and more teasing and more eating until they've eaten everything and go on their merry ways. In Sahde's opinion, overall: this was one very successful date.

So, how'd you like Ohan?

he messages her later.