I scrunched up my nose when I smelled that overpowering scent. It was repugnant, but being rude to this woman would accomplish nothing. Maybe I could convince her to get her husband to lay off...

"I look a bit bad because I've been weak and a bit sick lately," I said, "I also just got out of bed. Nightmares and stuff." If I could make her feel sympathy for me, perhaps she would be more included to do as I said. It certainly couldn't hurt.

"I really shouldn't go shopping - it's quite taxing on my health, you see," I said, totally unwilling to spend my whole night with this dumb woman.