"Do you think the purple ear rings are a little over the top?" She asked him.
He, of course, stuttered a little and coughed. "Well... I think they go very well with the rest of your night attire dear."
"Really," she replied encouraged. "So they were a good choice?"
"An exceptionally good one dear, but they might not match your night attire for too long. Perhaps another colour, like flesh pink would have been more appropriate."
"Flesh pink?" Moyra looked a little perplexed.
"Yes, you'll understand in due course I'm sure," replied her husband feeling that 'Devil may care caveman" feeling rushing all over him.
"Are you alright?" enquired Moyra. "How do you feel?"
"Like I've just slain a dragoon and now I want my booby prize."
"Booby prize?" replied Moyra Melons.
The bedroom door slammed shut and in no time at all, Moyra Melons realised why she might have been better off with flesh coloured ear rings to match a different type of suit from the purple one she had been wearing.