I'm having difficulty imagining deathmetal buying some potpourri.
It happens. The last time was a prank, though. I hid some in a friend's truck just to enjoy him wondering where the Lakeland-like scent was coming from. He actually cleaned that truck, which seems like it hasn't had a good cleansing since he bought it back in the 90s. When he starts talking to me again I'll let you know what type of potpourri it was.
But, speaking in the abstract, the stuff is magical anytime someone starts complaining about smells. First, it can mask any scent, including human corpses up to the three week mark. Next, it's so annoying that people stop complaining about your tobacco, start hating on the potpourri, and then grumble resignedly when the tobacco smell comes back.
As far as girlfriends go, the dynamics are rather complicated. Is this just a shit test? Many members think so, at which point the correct remedy is denial. Or does she have a legitimate case, like a bucketload of Latakia stored next to her bed, knowing that women are not in fact equal to men in this area, but are more susceptible to Latakia irritation? Or is this the first sign that the relationship is in trouble and she is finding a pretext for disagreement which will eventually necessitate separation or
warm blue container time?