"I did not know they made such things from garlic," Chiun said.
"It's not garlic. It's fresh. Woodsy, kind of. I wear it all the time."
"You wear it all the time when you keep yourself wrapped in clothing. That muffles your odor. But now ... with your skin exposed . . " He pinched his nostrils shut. "It is more than I can bear."
His eyes widened into two hazel marbles.
"Quick. It is befouling my beautiful kimono. Quick, Remove it before the fabric is forever impregnated with that stench."
"You sure you want me to do this, Chiun?" Remo asked.
"Please, Remo. Now. Hurry. Before I expire." Remo walked back into the bathroom. A moment later, he was back wearing his usual black T-shirt, chinos and leather loafers.
"Yes. Can we go and eat now?"
"Yes, if our appetites have not been ruined for all time," Chiun said.
"I'll eat just fine," Remo said with a smile.
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