Benjamin was annoyed that the pigeon roosting on his shoulder had just pooped.
He noticed a woman in an expensive pantsuit staring up at him.
"Tch, tch," she said, "This is a family oriented park. We have to do something about these naked statues."
"Well, Councilwoman Perkins," the man in the green suit began, but she interrupted him.
"That's Councilperson Perkins, if you don't mind, Deputy Commissioner Wright."
"Yes, uh, Councilperson Perkins, the statues are quite valuable, and were gifted to the city with the proviso that they remain on display."
"Fine. Add fig leaves. I read they did that at the Vatican. There's enough marble I think to reshape that - um, thing," she said gesturing at Benjamin's manhood, "into a fig leaf, don't you think?"
"I don't think it's the right shape?" the man said tentatively.
"Then have some bronze shells or fig leaves made that can be clamped or fastened to cover up the statues."
"I will get bids from our-"
"You do that. Maybe wrap them in plastered cloths to make togas?"
"Well, I-"
"Fine."
She turned and stalked off. The man in the green suit stared up at Benjamin and shrugged. As he walked away, he muttered, "Well, she is the Councilwoman - er, Councilperson."