Eureka!

From the fine folks at the Mad Science Club, who gave you the Disposable Roadster, room temperature fire, and Can-O-Man, comes the latest innovation in fragrance technology: The Sweet Smell of Failure.  (I will not even mention that at one time they had considered using the phrase "It's the bomb!" to entice people to try it.)

So this is how the world is introduced to the Dick Tracy toiletries line?  An explosion and a sweet smelling smoke?  I'm not sure that this is going to make a lot of money since that smoke is surely going to attach itself to everyone and everything in the tri-state area, making purchasing it unnecessary, and by the time the smell has faded, I'm not so sure that people won't be so sick of it that they'll never want to smell it again.  (That, and people tend to not like to smell the things they associate with destruction.)  Angelorious sure has her work cut out for her now.  Somehow she has to turn this explosion around and make people actually want to buy something they'll forever associate with chaos and destruction.