But can I out science-fiction*?
A friend** told me recently about a process where people are having their cremated ashes turned into diamonds. Furthermore, said diamonds were mainly a blueish tint, but could change depending on what they had eaten or if they had chemo-therapy.
To me, that premise could make for a gruesome sci-fi murder mystery, where a killer finds victims to turn into ten different shades of diamond rings for their ten fingers***.
*First time use as a verb? Probably not.
**That Paul Guy
***Does not rhyme with Pandarian
