Alright, H, it’s you and me now. We’ve gotta hop in the bug and go save the boys from themselves. Who else could start hunting and saving worlds just for kicks? If your answer is anything other than “a genius lesbian codebreaker with wicked dance moves, a cool car, gorgeous red hair, and a tattoo of a bikini-clad Princess Leia straddling a twenty-sided die that she got while drunk at Comic-Con,” you’re wrong.

Scent Notes: You're walking through a meadow full of flowers towards an old lemon tree when it begins to drizzle. You dance in the rain, amongst the flowers. You're having the best time, when you catch a whiff of metal. The Chevy you know all too well has pulled up to take you on an adventure.