"Do you like my new dress?" Trina asked Illya.
He quickly glanced up from the scientific periodical he was perusing. "It is really yellow."
"I know that." She walked over to where he was sitting and took the periodical from him so that he looked her in the eyes. "That's not what I asked."
"Well, I suppose someone who likes the color yellow would consider it to be attractive." He reached for the periodical, but she held it just out of his grasp.
"Do you like the color yellow, Illya?"
"I suppose it is all right. I do not like it as much as I like the color red."