Naughty or Nice Room

I materialize through a thick curtain of charcoal grey and emerald smoke. Stepping into the portal, I adjust my bowtie, take a flute of champagne from a passing tray, and greet the guests with a bow. I navigated a room filled with small, chatting groups, and shy people huddled in corners of the sofa. I found the room’s atmosphere stiff and boring. “It’s far to quite in here, allow me.” I release a cloud of emerald smoke pheromones slowly filtering through the room. The space is filled with a y aura created by the tempting smells of smoke, whiskey, cinnamon, and mint. “That’s more like it.”