Getting personal here, but... my wife hates coupes and likes small crossovers. Luckily we both like hatchbacks. She also likes modern vehicles (gasp), whereas she married a man trapped in the 1980s whose hair came out of the 1970s.
When I point out cars on the road I like, I see a look of terror on her face most of the time. The kind of look when a woman thinks about how much cash her wedding ring is worth.
I should troll her and come home with a Paseo one day.