“Lavender and honeysuckle,” I answered. “If you like the scent, you can buy it at Fancy Frocks on the High Street.” His jaw collapsed. “Are you doolally? Fancy Frocks? How likely is it I’d put even one of me toes in that place, eh?” “You never know, Roman. If you want a female as mate, you might want to smell like something other than flame water and smoke weed.” He gaped at me and I smiled sweetly at him, and then I walked over to the quad.