"Bleach?" She asked "Does it have some miraculous invisibility power I don't know about?"
"I can't find you in a room full of bleach. Lots and lots of bleach." His voice was thoughtful.
"Seriously?" Her voice quipped and she almost jumped on her seat. "So all I had to do to avoid you was sit in the supplies closet."
"I'd still find you there. There's not enough bleach to suppress your... scent" The one that wafted beautifully through the air slowly arousing him
"Oh. So, we are talking like a full department store of bleach?" She asked and he nodded.
"There are still about a few ways I can find you." His head hurt again. "I could trace your scent, or your partners or protectors. I could even tear the whole place down." He was talking more to himself now.
"You sound like you're an
