Bobbi & Illyana | Scent Shopping
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xp_logsBobbi and Illyana get to know each other a little while picking out new colognes for Warren to try.
Illyana tugged on the hem of her black shirt, the only sign that she was nervous as she waited for Bobbi in the foyer. Much of her teasing Warren about his cologne was just that, but she was actually looking forward to meeting the woman that was willing to marry her boss. Getting him a new scent that wasn't a reminder of high school gym was a pleasant bonus.
Running a few minutes late, Bobbi slipped her cell phone into her purse as she rounded a corner and entered the foyer. Her eyes scanned the room until they fell on the other woman, a small smile growing on her face.
"Hi there, sorry to keep you waiting, had a call that went longer than I thought," she apologized, then proffered her hand to her. "I'm Bobbi, you must be Illyana. Please to meet you, and thanks for doing this," she said. "I am not the best at this kinda thing so any and all help is greatly appreciated."
Illyana took her hand with a gentle squeeze. "Nothing to worry about, was not a long wait. Is sometimes part of job, yes? Stand around, wait for important call to finish. Or lounge, look obnoxious as possible. Depends on mood. Am not expert, but do know what does not smell good. I am sure you have ideas of what makes Warren smell nice. Together we can find something. Good, not overpowering, will make you smile when you smell. Maybe get him small bottle of several, wear for week and judge?"
"It can come with the territory, for sure," she replied with a small chuckle at the idea of Warren looking obnoxious. Which, well, wasn't too hard to picture. At all. "I do have a few things in mind, and that's a fantastic idea, get a few and try them all out. Good call, Illyana," Bobbi said, impressed with her already.
"Are you ready to head out?" she asked, more out of manners than anything, since they were both in the foyer and all. Warren had suggested they take a limo but Bobbi had instead talked him into letting her borrow one of their more modest vehicles to drive herself. Reaching back into her purse, she withdraws a keyring, whirling it around her index fingers.
"Oh good, he did not send us crazy car." Illyana let out a sigh of relief. "I am ready." She followed Bobbi out of the house and slid into the passenger seat of the waiting car, making sure to buckle in. "Found place near District X called Le Labo. They mix scent in-house, have discovery options, can do custom scent. Might be perfect option."
"Oh, ok, I think I know where that is," she says, though once she hits the push button ignition she taps the digital dashboard display and activates its voice command. "Directions for Le Labo, District X." The car, while a fairly modest sedan, is still equipped with state of the art features such as that, and the display quickly shows her the best route to take. "Shouldn't take us too long," she says, fastening her own seatbelt before pulling out of the driveway.
"So, how're you enjoying working for Warren?" she asks, maybe a bit of a loaded question but she had a feeling Illyana would be brutally honest and she liked that in a person.
"He is good boss. High demand, but willing to teach. Appreciates clever thinking." Illyana shrugged. "Is hard to explain. He acts more like idiot at mansion, but am not sure if that is letting guard down, or letting people underestimate. When he does jovial idiot routine at work, is always to make people think they are smartest, able to relax. Then he chomps, like clever shark, makes them drown in own incompetence. Is very inspiring."
"Huh," she said, not expecting as thorough an answer as the one Illyana provided to her. "Jovial routine, you say?" Bobbi made a mental note of that to tease her fiancé with later on. "I'm glad that you enjoy it, and it sounds like you're learning a lot as well." She had to admit that even though Warren could be... well, peak Warren at times, he was still damn good at what he did. When he could focus on it, at least.
"Pretend to be nice to idiot, yes. So happy you are here, let's chat, CHOMP. Leave them wondering how they got steamrolled. Am thinking it is a bit like conversations with Haller? Spoke with David at BBQ, seemed very confused about-" Illyana waved her hand at nothing in particular. "Everything, really, but mostly 'how did this become life?'" She paused. "Cannot blame him, have asked self that every day since first time here."
"Illyana, I ask myself that question several times a day, at least," she said with a smirk at the 'how did this become life?' part. Bobbi turned on her turning indicator and slowly wheeled into the parking lot of their destination, finding a spot and sliding the car into it with ease. "I'll let you know if I ever find the answer, but I wouldn't hold your breath."
She got out and, once Illyana was out, clicked the lock button and waited for the 'beep beep' to indicate it was secure before heading toward the store's entrance. "Have you been here before, dear?" she asked, realizing she hadn't but it looked like a nice enough store from the outside. She was wondering if they should've called ahead but perhaps Illyana knew the owners or had made such an arrangement if it was necessary.
Illyana shook her head in the negative. "Just looked at reviews. Do not wear much in way of scents, makes nose itch. Told them we were coming though." She pulled the door open, holding it until Bobbi had stepped past, then followed. The smells weren't overwhelming, and she allowed a tiny smile to flit across her face. "Hello, I made appointment. Bobbi and Illyana, working on gift for Bobbi's husband to be."
She nodded to Illyana for holding open the door, then gave the clerk an up tilt of her head in greeting. "Yes, we're here and ready whenever you are," she added, smiling politely as the staff went back to prepare to take them around the shop. While they did, she looked at some of the front counter items, hands held behind her back as she perused and glanced around.
"This place is pretty impressive," she said as she checked things out. "Good find, dear, I know we'll find something that'll be just perfect here." She smiled at Illyana and crossed her arms. "I may have to enlist your help more often for my own needs," she realized, even if she worked for Warren technically. She was good.
Illyana smiled at the compliment. "If I help both, maybe he will get second person to assist charity." Finding someone appropriate to head the charity was actually on her list, but the list of assistant candidates so far had been Madin. "Offered to Madin, but they decided no." She carefully uncapped a bottle. "Maybe just a bit of this in scent? Little bit of woods, not enough to overwhelm?"
"Oh, that's too bad. I'm sure they had a good reason," Bobbi said, though she hadn't met Madin yet. Not that she recalled; it'd been a bit of a whirlwind since they returned from overseas and it was a little hard to keep track of all the new people, if she was being honest.
Bobbi leaned over to smell the bottle Illyana had picked out. "Oh, I like that, a little outdoors-y... though Warren isn't really that type." She considered it just the same though. "That could make it interesting though... that could be a good start."
"No, but thought it would be nice base. Little woods, maybe little citrus? And then little something sweet, because of baking. Just a hint. Nothing overwhelming, he already has big personality."
"Ahh yes, I would like something citrus-y I think. I've always enjoyed the scent," she concurred, listening as Illyana spoke of additional scents. "Something sweet would blend well with citrus, I think, if like you say it's not overpowering." It'd be too much if it was competing with the rest, Bobbi figured, even though she knew little about such things first-hand. "What kind of sweet were you thinking, out of curiosity? Another type of fruit or food, or something more flower-y perhaps?"
"Thought maybe vanilla, but whatever smells best? Rich, but not..." Illyana trailed off, visibly searching for the English. "Going for luxury. Bit of woods and fire, warm citrus, hint of sweet like dessert in front of fireplace. Enough to tease."
"Mahogany could be a good one... sandalwood is probably too soft, yeah?" she thought aloud. "I do like something smokey, he likes a lot of old whiskey and scotch that's peat-y or smokey, that could be something to explore... and ooh, dessert in front of a fireplace? That's kinda poetic, I love it," Bobbi said with a grin at Illyana. "Though now I'm kinda hungry... have you eaten yet? We should grab food after this, on me of course," she suggested.
"Could eat, yes." She gave Bobbi a small smile. "Thought that could smell nice. They do sample sets, we could get range and let him try?"
"Then consider it done," she said with a nod. "All of this is making it harder to ignore my stomach, but we can finish this first," she said, since it was kind of the whole point of going out after all. "Oh, ok... that's a great idea, something like that would give him a say into it too. Brilliant idea, dear," she said, flashing a smile of her own back at Illyana. "Can we get sample sets of these?" she said to the staff, pointing out the ones they'd tried so far, which at least was a starting point.
Turning back to Illyana, she rubbed her chin. "Now for the big question... what do you feel like eating?"
"Prefer place with good vegetarian options," Illyana replied. "Tacos? Luchador place nearby does good vegetarian tacos. Has meat options also."
"Tacos sound amazing," she agreed, having been a little hesitant at the mention of vegetarian but as long as it was an option and not the only one Bobbi was definitely flexible. "Once they bring out our stuff then let's go get us some tacos," she said with a smile.
As if on cue, the staff promptly returned with the samples they'd requested, along with a business card and quotes for various sizes of orders and other items for them to peruse. It was a pretty upscale location, after all, so she took the items and grinned at the idea of leaving there to go grab some good ol' tacos.
"Shall we?" she said to Illyana, opening the door for her.
Illyana tugged on the hem of her black shirt, the only sign that she was nervous as she waited for Bobbi in the foyer. Much of her teasing Warren about his cologne was just that, but she was actually looking forward to meeting the woman that was willing to marry her boss. Getting him a new scent that wasn't a reminder of high school gym was a pleasant bonus.
Running a few minutes late, Bobbi slipped her cell phone into her purse as she rounded a corner and entered the foyer. Her eyes scanned the room until they fell on the other woman, a small smile growing on her face.
"Hi there, sorry to keep you waiting, had a call that went longer than I thought," she apologized, then proffered her hand to her. "I'm Bobbi, you must be Illyana. Please to meet you, and thanks for doing this," she said. "I am not the best at this kinda thing so any and all help is greatly appreciated."
Illyana took her hand with a gentle squeeze. "Nothing to worry about, was not a long wait. Is sometimes part of job, yes? Stand around, wait for important call to finish. Or lounge, look obnoxious as possible. Depends on mood. Am not expert, but do know what does not smell good. I am sure you have ideas of what makes Warren smell nice. Together we can find something. Good, not overpowering, will make you smile when you smell. Maybe get him small bottle of several, wear for week and judge?"
"It can come with the territory, for sure," she replied with a small chuckle at the idea of Warren looking obnoxious. Which, well, wasn't too hard to picture. At all. "I do have a few things in mind, and that's a fantastic idea, get a few and try them all out. Good call, Illyana," Bobbi said, impressed with her already.
"Are you ready to head out?" she asked, more out of manners than anything, since they were both in the foyer and all. Warren had suggested they take a limo but Bobbi had instead talked him into letting her borrow one of their more modest vehicles to drive herself. Reaching back into her purse, she withdraws a keyring, whirling it around her index fingers.
"Oh good, he did not send us crazy car." Illyana let out a sigh of relief. "I am ready." She followed Bobbi out of the house and slid into the passenger seat of the waiting car, making sure to buckle in. "Found place near District X called Le Labo. They mix scent in-house, have discovery options, can do custom scent. Might be perfect option."
"Oh, ok, I think I know where that is," she says, though once she hits the push button ignition she taps the digital dashboard display and activates its voice command. "Directions for Le Labo, District X." The car, while a fairly modest sedan, is still equipped with state of the art features such as that, and the display quickly shows her the best route to take. "Shouldn't take us too long," she says, fastening her own seatbelt before pulling out of the driveway.
"So, how're you enjoying working for Warren?" she asks, maybe a bit of a loaded question but she had a feeling Illyana would be brutally honest and she liked that in a person.
"He is good boss. High demand, but willing to teach. Appreciates clever thinking." Illyana shrugged. "Is hard to explain. He acts more like idiot at mansion, but am not sure if that is letting guard down, or letting people underestimate. When he does jovial idiot routine at work, is always to make people think they are smartest, able to relax. Then he chomps, like clever shark, makes them drown in own incompetence. Is very inspiring."
"Huh," she said, not expecting as thorough an answer as the one Illyana provided to her. "Jovial routine, you say?" Bobbi made a mental note of that to tease her fiancé with later on. "I'm glad that you enjoy it, and it sounds like you're learning a lot as well." She had to admit that even though Warren could be... well, peak Warren at times, he was still damn good at what he did. When he could focus on it, at least.
"Pretend to be nice to idiot, yes. So happy you are here, let's chat, CHOMP. Leave them wondering how they got steamrolled. Am thinking it is a bit like conversations with Haller? Spoke with David at BBQ, seemed very confused about-" Illyana waved her hand at nothing in particular. "Everything, really, but mostly 'how did this become life?'" She paused. "Cannot blame him, have asked self that every day since first time here."
"Illyana, I ask myself that question several times a day, at least," she said with a smirk at the 'how did this become life?' part. Bobbi turned on her turning indicator and slowly wheeled into the parking lot of their destination, finding a spot and sliding the car into it with ease. "I'll let you know if I ever find the answer, but I wouldn't hold your breath."
She got out and, once Illyana was out, clicked the lock button and waited for the 'beep beep' to indicate it was secure before heading toward the store's entrance. "Have you been here before, dear?" she asked, realizing she hadn't but it looked like a nice enough store from the outside. She was wondering if they should've called ahead but perhaps Illyana knew the owners or had made such an arrangement if it was necessary.
Illyana shook her head in the negative. "Just looked at reviews. Do not wear much in way of scents, makes nose itch. Told them we were coming though." She pulled the door open, holding it until Bobbi had stepped past, then followed. The smells weren't overwhelming, and she allowed a tiny smile to flit across her face. "Hello, I made appointment. Bobbi and Illyana, working on gift for Bobbi's husband to be."
She nodded to Illyana for holding open the door, then gave the clerk an up tilt of her head in greeting. "Yes, we're here and ready whenever you are," she added, smiling politely as the staff went back to prepare to take them around the shop. While they did, she looked at some of the front counter items, hands held behind her back as she perused and glanced around.
"This place is pretty impressive," she said as she checked things out. "Good find, dear, I know we'll find something that'll be just perfect here." She smiled at Illyana and crossed her arms. "I may have to enlist your help more often for my own needs," she realized, even if she worked for Warren technically. She was good.
Illyana smiled at the compliment. "If I help both, maybe he will get second person to assist charity." Finding someone appropriate to head the charity was actually on her list, but the list of assistant candidates so far had been Madin. "Offered to Madin, but they decided no." She carefully uncapped a bottle. "Maybe just a bit of this in scent? Little bit of woods, not enough to overwhelm?"
"Oh, that's too bad. I'm sure they had a good reason," Bobbi said, though she hadn't met Madin yet. Not that she recalled; it'd been a bit of a whirlwind since they returned from overseas and it was a little hard to keep track of all the new people, if she was being honest.
Bobbi leaned over to smell the bottle Illyana had picked out. "Oh, I like that, a little outdoors-y... though Warren isn't really that type." She considered it just the same though. "That could make it interesting though... that could be a good start."
"No, but thought it would be nice base. Little woods, maybe little citrus? And then little something sweet, because of baking. Just a hint. Nothing overwhelming, he already has big personality."
"Ahh yes, I would like something citrus-y I think. I've always enjoyed the scent," she concurred, listening as Illyana spoke of additional scents. "Something sweet would blend well with citrus, I think, if like you say it's not overpowering." It'd be too much if it was competing with the rest, Bobbi figured, even though she knew little about such things first-hand. "What kind of sweet were you thinking, out of curiosity? Another type of fruit or food, or something more flower-y perhaps?"
"Thought maybe vanilla, but whatever smells best? Rich, but not..." Illyana trailed off, visibly searching for the English. "Going for luxury. Bit of woods and fire, warm citrus, hint of sweet like dessert in front of fireplace. Enough to tease."
"Mahogany could be a good one... sandalwood is probably too soft, yeah?" she thought aloud. "I do like something smokey, he likes a lot of old whiskey and scotch that's peat-y or smokey, that could be something to explore... and ooh, dessert in front of a fireplace? That's kinda poetic, I love it," Bobbi said with a grin at Illyana. "Though now I'm kinda hungry... have you eaten yet? We should grab food after this, on me of course," she suggested.
"Could eat, yes." She gave Bobbi a small smile. "Thought that could smell nice. They do sample sets, we could get range and let him try?"
"Then consider it done," she said with a nod. "All of this is making it harder to ignore my stomach, but we can finish this first," she said, since it was kind of the whole point of going out after all. "Oh, ok... that's a great idea, something like that would give him a say into it too. Brilliant idea, dear," she said, flashing a smile of her own back at Illyana. "Can we get sample sets of these?" she said to the staff, pointing out the ones they'd tried so far, which at least was a starting point.
Turning back to Illyana, she rubbed her chin. "Now for the big question... what do you feel like eating?"
"Prefer place with good vegetarian options," Illyana replied. "Tacos? Luchador place nearby does good vegetarian tacos. Has meat options also."
"Tacos sound amazing," she agreed, having been a little hesitant at the mention of vegetarian but as long as it was an option and not the only one Bobbi was definitely flexible. "Once they bring out our stuff then let's go get us some tacos," she said with a smile.
As if on cue, the staff promptly returned with the samples they'd requested, along with a business card and quotes for various sizes of orders and other items for them to peruse. It was a pretty upscale location, after all, so she took the items and grinned at the idea of leaving there to go grab some good ol' tacos.
"Shall we?" she said to Illyana, opening the door for her.
