Sinesthesic effect

__ Your name smell like chocolate.

__What?

__ Your name smell like chocolate.

He did not understand anything and she got ashamed. Since we met, she always said strange sentences like that: "Your voice is light green and has orange little lines" or "This ice cream taste of the sound of bells of an old cathedral". At first he thought her behaviour was strange, later he decided not to mind about it because he liked her a lot, but the things became worse, until the moment she said his kiss smelt like cheap soap powder.

__What?! Cheap soap powder??

He was very offended, but he did not know that she loved the smell of cheap soap powder. She loved this scent because it reminded her childhood, when she used to go to her grandad house to vacation. But he did not let her explain and went away feeling sulky, and he seemed fool like a little child. He said to himself that would forget her anyway, even if he had to eat soap powder. "What am I saying, my God? Has this woman made me turn in crazy?"

The days went away and one month after the break he missed those nonsense sentences. He went to the ice cream shop and ate the same ice cream they ate before. And he thought it tasted of sound of bells of an old cathedral. He repeated his own name many and many times until he felt the smell of chocolate in each phoneme. He talked to himself and proved that his voice was really light green. And it had orange little lines. So he realized that he liked her much more than he could guess before.

__ I think the same - he said, holding on stole little flowers.

__ The same what?

__ My name is green.

__ Light-green?

__ With orange little lines.

__ And do you also think your kiss smell like cheap soap powder?

__ Just you can answer this question. For me, your kiss has the sound of a stream.

__ Do you want to prove?

__ Just if you answer me...

__ Whatever question.

__ Do you really like the scent of cheap soap powder?

__ I love it. And do you like the sound of a stream?

__ You know so...

A sound of stream that smelt like cheap soap powder made the reconciliaton. So when she explained him that she was a sinesthesic person and therefore she mixed the senses - and this caractheristic is genetic - he said he wanted to have children whose names smelt like rain and tasted of mint candy, and they all would be sinesthesic, like the mother.