 I tried to make perfume for her out of gardenia and rose petals boiled up in sugar water, just turned into stink bombs. And then finally, 40 years later, I professionally made it as an adult. So it's lime, marijuana, mandarin, and signature notes of the original scent. Wait a minute. You just said marijuana? Yeah. And does this perfume have a name? Is it like Passion by Richard E. Grant? What's it called? No. No, you fool. It's called Jack. It's called Jack.