Gasoline Dreams

With a deep breath, Joanna opens the bottle. She gasps as it reeks of gasoline, oil... scents that would only be associated with the open road. "What on earth is in this?" she asks. "Take a sip, and find out. But only in our demonstration courtyard in the back- especially with that one. Is that what you're interested in?" the woman asked. Joanna takes another sniff of the bottle curiously.