[This is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to people alive or dead is purely coincidental.]
"Cool nail-paint", I gushed. Fake smile plastered on my face.
"If you insist."
"Don't be so grumpy. You have to admit it is a lovely shade of violet."
"It is not the colour I object to", growled Ganesha. "It is the indignity of being subject to wearing nail-paint in public."
"So you wouldn't mind if it were in the privacy of your bedroom?", I winked.
"Wait till I get my hands on you!"
"What are you waiting for?", I asked. "Just do it. I can see the headlines, "Ganesha Idol assaults woman in public'."
He grinned. "Wouldn't that be something?"