human
Grandmother Lumsden, what is the perfume I smell every time I come here? You have it on your clothes.
gpt
Life Everlasting, my dear. For one brief and fleeting instant, Nan had the odd feeling that she could see millions and millions of years into the future. Life Everlasting! She caught her breath. But the vision or feeling was swept away by the placid voice of Mrs. Lumsden.
human
I believe you and Gabriel call it rabbit tobacco,