He: Oh? I don’t smell any.
She: Don’t smell any what?
He: Thyme. All I smell is the fabric softener you used on the sheets. Which is just as well, for a minute there I thought I was going to have to shake the leaves out of my ears in the morning. Not a pleasant thought. Besides, don’t folk usually use lavender for this sort of thing?
She: Are you going to make me rock you to sleep?
He: Now, dearest, we’ve talked about that …
– O Ceallaigh
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