Me: Wow, our bathroom smells fantastic.
Hank: (looking up from the book he is reading) Before you say anything else, yes, I tried your perfume, but I don’t think it is a scent just for girls. I mean… it can be for boys, too.
Me: What defines a girl scent and a boy scent?
Me: How is scent exclusively masculine or feminine?
Hank: How can a smell be for just one kind of person?
Me: Here, here!
Hank: Anyway, I love it. I am trying it out today. I did exactly like you do. I sprayed one spray in the air then I walked through the mist.
Me: Like a pro.
Hank: Mom, if I like how this smell works today I may want a cologne for me. I know it is an investment, but I think I know my smell.
Me: Do share.
Me: You have great taste.
Hank: Papa has an empty bottle of it. I found it under the bathroom sink.
Me: You mean I have an empty bottle of it.
Me: That was your papa’s cologne when I met him. He hasn’t worn Fahrenheit in years. I kept it because I am sentimental.
Hank: Well, I love it.
Me: Me, too.
Hank: Maybe papa and I could share a bottle for Christmas. I saw it at Sephora and I know it is expensive, but if it were for both of us…
Me: No one ever called you dumb.
Hank: (attention back to his book) Not one day.