[Tek giggles a little at his friend's over-analysis. and here he'd thought that he was a discerning audience for these sorts of things.]

I think you're just supposed to wash with it...

[but that really is just a guess. he peers at the other bottles in his hands, and has to sigh after a wistful moment.]

...You should have seen the collection I'd had at home. It really was a thing of beauty.

[he opens another bottle and sniffs the light, airy scent that follows... but it apparently doesn't compare to whatever he's remembering, judging by the way that his expression borders on disappointment.]