“He’s a doctor. He smells like ether.” “You’re saying this is normal?” Melony asked him. “Right,” said Homer Wells. “Like a dairy farmer?” Melony asked slyly. “He’s supposed to smell like milk and cowshit, right?” “Right,” said Homer Wells, cautiously. “Wrong, Sunshine,” Melony said. “Your favorite doctor smells like he’s got ether inside him—like he’s got ether instead of blood.”
