Trip to guilt-land

On my way back at Lon-Heathrow airport, i had this immense urge to buy a fancy flavorful perfum. Oh but my feminine spirit led me on inch by inch as I finally stumbled upon Chanel o'5. Its not my fault now is it?!
There they were, standing poised , emotionless. She offered a quick whiff and the feeling was divine as her vapours melted through every pore of my nose and skin. Tick -Tick-Tick .. What's the damage?
I walked out sheepishly with my new friend worth precisely $82.56 who was obviously anything but thrilled to have her new mistress ; I was left with stomach cringes and repeated throat gulps...