Dances With Wolves

"I see you got the pink one." We'd just settled into a table at a bustling fusion spot near Times Square. He was scrolling aggressively on an iPhone dressed as a flamingo. "Rose," he corrected me, without looking up. "Rose gold." He was C1 proficient at least, but retained a thick Eastern European accent which imparted an air of grandiose finality to everything he said in English. Everything was a declaration. Rose gold was all the rage that year. Apple rode the wave. "Nah, that's pink," I th