The orange one.

"Valerie," the woman at the front desk said, "the orange one died." She said it with a smile on her face, in the way that Thais always have a smile on their face. Even when they're telling you that someone you care deeply about is dead. And it makes it confusing to understand. Just like when you answer the phone at work to someone named Jennifer, who you assume is the Jennifer in operations who you've been doing web work for, and she tells you that dad has died and you wonder why she's telling you this. Until you realize that it's your sister...