For whatever reason, Prince keeps popping up in conversation at work. We bought some paint to match the theater's catwalks, and it was called Purple Rain. That sort of thing.
I finally gave Sheri the fingerless gloves that I knit her, and they were declared to be "Very Purple Rain."
Prince would be pleased, I think.
This just in -- it seem you can be jailed for impersonating Prince. I had better warn Sheri.