[John rummages around the recesses of his American slang knowledge and pulls out something he hopes is right.] Drug store? You've been sniffing since we got here. [He offers a wry smile.] Unless you're trying to tell me something about my aftershave. Better out with that if it's bothering you. It was just the cheapest thing in the shop.

[He opens the door and motions for Copper to get them going. He has a feeling this is going to be a lot of 'what's that?' on the other man's part, and John would rather deal with that moving.]