How Green Becomes Wood

"Even without cologne Dark always smells like wood," Daizi said, "Are you planning on going only florals?"

Dark thought about it for a few moments, "I think I might like for her to smell like a field of wildflowers you stumble upon while hiking. Something untamed and halting. If they have herbaceous scents, they would be nice. Patchouli and Amber, too. Like I said, she loves amber."
 
"No, I think I'll find something as an undertone, a foundation, but I haven't thought of it yet," Sally mused. "There are so many choices!"

"What about something a little woody, like a musk?" Jack suggested. "Have sat in a lot of wildflower fields, there's a lot of earthy scent to them as well as flowers."
 
"I know it's hard," Daizi sighed, "And it'll probably be more difficult to pick for you, since you're limiting yourself to only three scents. I'm certain Dark will pick twenty and sit there like a chemist, adding them drop by drop until he decides its perfect."

"I was going to add some tree scents," Dark said, "but I would not dare a true musk scent. I have tried various colognes with musk as a note, there are some she has absolutely loved, and many she despises and made me shower immediately. I have not determined yet what makes the difference for her."
 
Sally laughed. "I just hope he won't make us late for our reservations!"

"Ah, yes, that is a good point," Jack agreed, nodding. He picked out a nice quartet of scents that smelled good together and nodded in satisfaction. He was ready to go!"
 
"We'll keep him on task," Daizi promised, "And you'll keep me on task. We try to be careful, but sometimes we end up operating on Arab Standard Time."

Dark spent a bit more time, but ultimately picked about seven scents. It was one more than recommended, but he felt like he was showing plenty restraint by taking only one more than the recommended. Daizi landed on five scents, but she felt confident they would be good ones.
 
Sally chose tuberose, orange blossom, jasmine, and something called marine accord. It was a delightful floral scent that made her think of white petals, and she couldn't wait to smell it on Jack. Jack chose pear, pink peppercorn, orange, cinnamon, jasmine, ambrox, and musk. He felt it was very nice, and it could be subtle or heavier depending on how much Sally put on.

Susan took care of them and helped them mix the final product before presenting them with four bottles of unique perfumes.
 
Dark selected jasmine, thyme, rose, amber, veviter--a scent which smelled somewhat like damp earth, somewhat woody, and fresh, like a forest after the rain--and patchoulli. Daizi landed on rose, pepper, bergamot, cardamum, and frankincense. She hoped she could make something moody with it.

"I'm so glad I didn't have to mix it all on my own," Daizi said with a little laugh, feeling like if she was given a glass bottle and a pipette of fragrance... There would be an accident.
 
"I think it would take me back to the lab," Sally mused. "Lots of pipettes, but no squinting into a microscope."

"I wonder what perfume looks like under a microscope," Jack pondered.

The pair glanced at each other and simultaneously asked, "Want to sneak some in?"
 
"I have not much done in a laboratory," Dark replied, "The closest I typically come to a pipette is in skincare."

"Dark once told me perfume sometimes has bits of glitter in it, or has been dyed." Daizi mused. "What might it seem like under a microscope, do you think?"
 
Jack looked at Dark curiously. "There are pipettes in skincare?"

Sally smiled at him. "Yes, dear, there are."

Then they both launched into what they thought perfumes might look like, having never looked themselves, but having looked at plenty of other things under a microscope.
 
The last thing they had to do before they finished at the perfume shop was naming the individual fragrances. Dark very quickly wrote Belladonna on his bottle, but Daizi frowned, unsure of what to call hers.
 
After some thought, Sally named hers Jack's Garden. Jack hesitated on his for a while before naming it, Sweet Sally.

"It's hard to come up with a good name," Sally said. "Fragrance names are usually so inventive."
 
"It is hard," Daizi agreed, rolling the perfume over in her hands before sniffing the test strip again. Finally she leaned over to Sally and softly asked, "Can you write Midnight Solstice? Is that embarrassing? I want it to be sort of... I don't know. It's hard to think of something."
 
"We could do that, or we could wait to do it later," Sally said.

Jack smiled and caught her hand. "Sally, my dear, let's just let them exchange their scents instead of making a production of it."

Sally pretended to pout but nodded. "Oh, very well. Here you are, my dear, your very own garden!"

Jack sniffed the fragrance cautiously. "Huh. Not too bad," he finally approved.
 
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