Indeed! And yes! She got me sucked into reading various fics in canons I knew absolutely nothing about because of her skills as a wordsmith. But that didn't actually cost me like money! ;-)

I'm having fun learning what I require scent-wise. You can ask synecdochic about the "I am drowning in a sea of Hatta!" text I sent her yesterday morning after putting on said fragrance from the bottle and not the decant (even though I'd very carefully tilted said bottle and didn't think I had that much on my finger...). It was a lovely sea to be drowning in, though I was afraid I would gas my co-workers but apparently it had faded enough that I had to extend a wrist to my next-door neighbor for her to smell it... I did get whiffs every so often, which tells me that the hollow in my neck and such may hang onto scent better than my wrists (and was grateful for their reassuring presence... again, what is in that stuff that is so good for aromatherapy?!?).