The fortunate husband of Moyra Melons walked into the living room, sipping a nice cup of tea when something hot made his eyes bulge. It was not the warm tea.
His wife smiled at him and said. "I want to make sure this pair take no prisoners at your annual works convention darling."
Of course, Moyra Melons was concerned that her new ear rings might not attract admiring glances and as we all know; Moyra loves it when people notice her ear rings. The more outstanding, the better.
"Ump," choked her husband. "They certainly are captivating, my sweet. I don't think anyone could miss how captivating such things are."
"Oh," her eyes lit up delightedly. "You say such wonderful things darling."
Her husband smiled boyishly. "Well you show such fabulous things too Moyra."
"They're only ear rings darling," she replied with her usual smile.
"Oh, I think there is something more substantial then 'just ear rings,'" he replied with his eye brows doing a Mexican stadium wave and little gremlins in his head going "Areeba areeba - ye ha!"
"Oh! what else might that be?" asked Moyra Melons inquisitively.
"Well I could show you if you like," he whispered hoarsely, while closing the living room door.
As one might well imagine; Moyra Melons swiftly found out about more substantial things that might captivate an excessive amount of people at the annual works convention.