Just simple Amish black. You city slickers and yer heathen candy, flake n' pearl ways! Ye are trying to tempt me off the path of true righteousness! Get thee behind me o' minions who would entice me down the road to ostentation and divert me from my true vision like some hurdy gurdy man selling a monorail tween The City of Angles and the houses of ill repute in Nevada! Oh wait thats Harry Reed. Never mind, just simple gloss black for me thanks.