Leolo chuckled when Rose told him that he smelled nice.  Because fairies were magical, their bodies didn’t sweat or otherwise produce unpleasant odors.  Instead, a fairy’s scent usually depended on their mood and surroundings.  Right now, Leolo smelled a little bit smoky and a little bit spicy, like burning leaves mixed with cinnamon.<br/><br/>The sensation of Rose’s fingers stroking his neck sent a shiver down Leolo’s spine.  He longed to feel those same fingers skimming over more of his skin, and to reciprocate with caresses of his own.  “You're quite right,” he agreed.  “Roses must be handled very carefully.  Fortunately, I'm an excellent gardener.”<br/><br/>As Rose shivered, Leolo pulled her more closely against his body.  She had no idea just how warm he could be.  However, she would soon learn -- she would learn the truth about a lot of things.<br/><br/>In actuality, Leolo could have carried Rose across the entire city without tiring.  But it was a cold night and she’d probably grow chilled before they reached her home, so Leolo suggested another plan of action.  “Why don’t you use your phone to call us a cab?  I’ll pay for it.  It’s the least I can do, since I don’t seem to be bringing you much luck tonight.”