"Which one of you is wearing Shalimar?"
"Not me. I'm not wearing perfume."
"I'm wearing perfume, but it's not Shalimar."
"Well, it smells like it."
"A bit. Stop sign."
"I see it, I see it... so what is it, if not Shalimar?"
"It's called Voile d'Ambre."
"Voile, like the fabric. Then ambre for-- well, amber. It means 'veil of amber'."
"Like a beaded curtain? Amber beads?"
"I have an amber and sterling pendant I got at the Route Seventy swap meet. They wanted twenty-five for it, but I talked 'em down to eighteen."
"This amber's different."
"Really? How so?"
"The amber they use to make perfume is different than the amber they-- oh, you want to make a right up here."
"....okay. Now where?"
"I'm parked two levels up on the left. You were saying?"
"Both are resins, but one is petrified."
"Like in Jurassic Park, with insects trapped in it."
"Not the perfume kind. It's powdery and sweet."
"Let me smell it again... You're right, it IS sweet."
"I still say it's Shalimar."
"I'm telling you, it's not."
"Like I said, it smells like it. All lemony. But lighter."
"So call it Shalimar Light. It's easier to say than Vwa Dumb."
"There's already been a Shalimar Light, and this isn't it. For one thing, it probably costs a third as much."
"That makes sense. It's at least a third as good. Here I am! See you ladies tomorrow!"
"She always gets the last word..."
Scent Elements: Mandarin leaf, cardamom, opoponax, incense, myrrh, patchouli, Australian sandalwood, Madagascar vanilla