Miss Hitchens-Smythe was waiting for Jennifer as she approached the Perfumery Counter the following morning.. Her face was on fire and she looked like a Dragon with flared nostrils and bulging eyes!
'My Goodness Jennifer!' she spluttered. 'What on earth have you done to these solid perfumes?' Jennifer returned her gaze, wondering what on earth this was all about. 'Looooooook!' Hitchens-Smythe gesticulated wildy with her arm, her whole body swaying back and forth.. 'Looooooook at these Jennifer! Now tell me what you have to say about all of this!'