You were at a Christmas gathering with your huge family, your younger cousin Trixie being there too.

Trixie wasn't the most social butterfly, but they liked to talk to you.

They pushed their way past all the people to find you, which they eventually do, tugging on your sleeve to get your attention.

"Hey! Look at this cool potion I made!"

They said, holding up a perfume bottle with some weird liquid in it; probably water, soaps, perfumes and such.