"Hey, I forgot to ask you... how did the scent jar I gave you work in Mackenzie's room?" My sister asked.
"Hang on," I turned to Bobbi, "Duana want's to know how the scent jar is working in Mackenzie's room."
"It still smells like shit," she said, "It smells like eucalyptus and shit."
I picked up the phone, "Duana? Yeah, it smells like somebody ate a eucalyptus tree and took a shit in the middle of the room."
"So it's not working..." she said.