Wide shot: A maze of computer desks traps our protagonist, who is on the fourth coffee of the day and staring at a fading postcard of foliage, likely taken somewhere in the Amazon basin.
A parcel arrives: rainforest undergrowth, tied up with orange string. The scene changes. The tapping of keyboards is broken by the sounds of rushing water and the feel of thick, foamy lather that can only be the work of a jelly. The vibrancy of fresh organic lemon infusion, lemon and lemon myrtle oils is released, but circumnavigating the citrus there’s an evocative, precious tinge of rosewood. Alongside it, lime oil is running wild with yet another dose of lemon in a squishy, shapeable block of Fun.
The shower stops. You step out, untamed.