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"This could work. People go crazy for ‘all-natural’ these days."
Doxon leaned in. "How’d you land on these particular plants?"
"I live surrounded by them. Think private sanctuary, herbs growing wild.
"Give us something concrete," Lance demanded
"My nightly face mask, chamomile, mint, witch hazel. Crush it into a paste.
"Paste?" Lance looked confused
"Crushed gently formed into a paste kind of like a mask, I said confidently.
This is amazing, Ms. Avian, I have to say, at your age, you’re what, nineteen?
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