Jeremy laughed quietly. "I'll appreciate it, though I think you'll like this one." Or so he hoped. He went over to the bag he'd had stashed to the side, and pulled out a small box, which he then opened to get what he'd gotten delivered to himself late Monday evening.

And then he came back to stand in front of her. "Tadah. You can open your eyes now."

He was holding an expensive-looking bottle of perfume, from a wonderfully handwavy high end label. Limited Edition, the bottle said, and it really was. It also, though having probably already been featured in some early ads, wouldn't be commercially available for closer to another month.

Jeremy would happily point that little fact out, too. He knew this had the risk of seeming like just some random bottle of (expensive) perfume.