As soon as she got out of the ship, Barbara stretched out her arms again. Her face was bright, her smile was cheerful.

"This is the perfect combination. Green, blue, and you." She turned to face Philip.

"Me?" Philip tilted his head. The corners of his lips twitched, having difficulty hiding his excitement.

Barbara nodded. The curve of her lips became sweeter. "Yes, you."

"But I'm not a color."

Philip shook his head and leaned closer to Barbara. Barbara also shook her head and laughed ...