[visual] (backdated to earlier in the week)

[bluesuit_hoofy]

Does anyone know where I can get several gallons of, say, beeswax? Or...more. Probably more. Also suggestions for commune-related scents other than Burning Building.

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[bluesuit_hoofy]

Well, it's a work in progress.

[tinkertytonk]

'Friendship Firecircle' might be a better work, then. Since we've got one of those all the time. Instead of just some of the time.

[bluesuit_hoofy]

Perfect! Add that to the list....

What do you think of, say, sweetgrass?

[tinkertytonk]

[Bertie considers it for a moment.]

It sounds fragrant? What about Heart of Artichoke?

Oh. Is that bad taste? Not, well, I mean not bad taste. Artichokes taste perfectly lovely, but um...

[bluesuit_hoofy]

Nnnnnno.

No, I don't...think so. No.

[tinkertytonk]

[Well, he doesn't have to say it like that. Bertie ears go back, and he scuffs his hoof along the ground, trying to think of another vegetable.]

Aspiring Asparagus?

[bluesuit_hoofy]

[That face though.]

Maybe? It, ah...well, it'd be very farm.

[Artichokes weren't as bad as asparagus.]

[tinkertytonk]

[At least he isn't suggesting something pear-scented.]

They serve asparagus in all the best restaurants, though. [It bears pointing out.] You could market it to particular sort of set.

[bluesuit_hoofy]

Restauranteurs?

[tinkertytonk]

...

I meant the chaps frequenting them, man!

[bluesuit_hoofy]

Would you buy an asparagus-scented beeswax candle?

[tinkertytonk]

[There's a long silence before Bertie glances aside.]

Possibly.

[He may be lying.]

You won't know until you try, eh?

[bluesuit_hoofy]

One never does.

[Bertie may end up with a lot of unsold candles on his doorstep after the end of all this....]