Lipstick Stains and Blonde Lies

During my commute to work, I spotted tiny beads of fluid sticking to the car's windows. Upon inspection, I found them to be slightly tacky and emitting a subtle fruity aroma.

Puzzled, as I never use such products, I phoned my spouse. "Have you spritzed some sort of air freshener in the Porsche? There's an odd fruit-like smell."

He paused briefly before responding with a seemingly honest explanation. "You know that class reunion I attended? Well, one of my pals had too much to drink and got sick in the vehicle. I didn't want to upset you, so I used some fragrance to mask the odor."

After ending the call, I grabbed a rag and cleaned the car windows thoroughly.

On the seat next to me, I noticed two golden, curly strands of hair caught in the sticky substance.

I sighed and shook my head. Hmph. His "friend" appeared to be more attractive than myself.