You love the way it makes you feel, that buzz connecting with your brain sends urges throughout your body that you have to respond to. The rush of sniffing the makes you do things you wouldn't normally do, you focus on every word I say even though your head is swimming in not so holy thoughts. Obey me, you will sniff when I tell you to, you wish it was my heavenly scent you were smelling, but that little brown bottle can make anything possible in your head.