This was one of our neighbors, and he has a daughter, Emily. She did a self-portrait one day and he hung the portrait in his office. After a few months passed, dad got the notion to make a photocopy. On the way to school the next day, he asked Emily to write her name on a piece of paper, and wondered aloud as to her favorite color. "Orange," she declared. (Cringing, he asked for her second favorite color, which was purple. Orange it was.) While she was at school, he took the drawing and name and went to a tattoo artist and asked for an orange tattoo. When Emily got home and saw the tattoo, she asked if it was really permanent. Her dad was rewarded with a big hug.