In a way, I think you just answered your own question.

I just mean that it shouldn't come as a surprise; you did say he was the god of trickery, didn't you?

Sneaky? Perhaps, but I've always also attributed it to being outlandish and obnoxious as well.

Although that could be one theory, it also could be his favorite color, perhaps?

I understand if it's a bright color, but bright colors would make you feel a bit better than darker ones!

Oh, goodness, no!

[She almost flails.]

If you were to enter a room with dull colors, it wouldn't be anyway inviting. It's also like being in a tundra or a desert without any green.

[This could be the seven years of being stuck in snow talking, but yes.]

Oh, of course! I apologize, my name is Cynthia.

I apologize, I didn't mean for the confusion -- I am actually stationed in Heimdall.

Of course, Mr. John, and hopefully under pleasant circumstances.

[Poor Cynthia, she's too used to being formal.]

A drink? Ah, sure!

Well, I can certainly try my best.

[She's not an artist, after all, but she'll be optimistic.]

Yes, please take care of yourself in the mean time.

[She almost slipped "mister". THAT IS REALLY HARD FOR HER, OKAY?]