Spin, spin, spin.

And so it begins.  Oh Angelorious, I know that an exploding perfume sounds exciting and is definitely an attention grabber, but still, it explodes.  I don't know how many people are going to want to buy, much less apply, anything that risks destroying everything that they've worked for, or collected, over the course of their lives.  Maybe if you could get Dr. Noll to figure out how to only have a tiny explosion that didn't do any damage, you might be able to convince people to buy it.  Still, I would think that there have to be laws about this sort of thing.  (It also sounds like the sort of thing a villain would collect huge amounts of just so that they could hold a city hostage.)

I don't think that Dick is too thrilled about any of this, though at the moment he seems more concerned about the extra work that he might have to do to get this product up and running as it will surely cut into his turtleneck time.  (Plus there's that whole crime-fighting aspect of his life that doesn't seem to have regular hours.)  Then there are all of the legal ramifications of selling, or having your name attached, to an exploding perfume.  Dick's made a lot of enemies over the years, and while a good many of them seem to be dead, there are always henchmen and hired goons who are looking to get revenge for their fallen masters.  (Still, maybe he's just going along with it because it's helping to take Tess's mind off of her T-Rex arms.  If you look at it that way, he's being supportive, even if his support could mean they're all going to go to jail.)

(And as for the name of the perfume, Love Fire?  Really?  Is that the best you could do?  I guess I'm not the target for it because hearing the name is making me laugh.  Angelorious, I think that you can do better than that if you really tried.)