He stared at the bottle for a long moment. Then, slowly, he uncapped it and sprayed a single, small spritz on his own collar. For the first time, he smelled of something real.
Clara approached, holding the bottle. "Excuse me," she said. "You returned this." zara powdery magnolia perfume
She handed it back to him. "Keep it," she said. "But this time, don’t spray it into the air. Spray it on yourself. And then go do the thing you said you’d do." He stared at the bottle for a long moment