A few years ago, in real life, there were two cars in my garage: a Solar Orange Nissan 350Z (and wow, was it unapologetically ORANGE!) and a Subaru Outback in that funny two-tone green. The Z had some fairly tasteful mods, and the Subie had a slight lift and aftermarket alloys that made it look like some sort of army command car.
One night, in my dream, I walked down into the garage, turned on the light, and discovered that the cars had traded colors. Stopped me cold. There was nothing to say, nothing to think, nothing to do except wake up in a cold sweat.