What the air does out here
The Grand Marquee Motor Hotel stands at Mile 4, and somebody famous checked in last night. The lobby flowers get changed at dawn, jasmine and lily working over something warm and earthy underneath, and the brass luggage cart is parked where everyone can admire it. Nobody at the front desk will say who it was. The lobby, however, is telling everyone.
Who rides with it
Guests who sign the register with a flourish. Housekeepers who know everything and say nothing. Anyone who has ever walked through a nice lobby a little slower than they needed to.
Pair it at the next stop
Trophy Wife holds court up the road at Mile 8, the polished daytime answer to this scent's evening entrance, and High Maintenance is getting ready at Mile 20 for when the doors open. The flats keep their glamour spaced out. It travels better that way.