Soak something in the juice to give it a fresh scent.
"Riza, would you happen to know why my gloves smell like cleaning fluids?" Roy Mustang asked, in part genuinely seeking an answer, but mostly to try to distract her from commenting on all the paperwork he still had left.
"No, sir," she replied, "although the Elrics might know. I believe I heard them whispering in here earlier while you were at lunch."
"Really? But they're not due back from Resembool until tomorrow."
"Perhaps they wanted to surprise you for your birthday."
"How did they even know it's today?"
Riza smiled in reply, really not answering his question at all, and then changed the subject. "By the way, sir, you need to check your paperwork inbox before you leave today."
A/N: Another shout-out to lilaclily00 for fact-checking something for this chapter even though I got it written so soon as a Christmas gift for her.
Also, I could find nothing stating when Mustang's birthday is, but I'm not sure if they celebrate Christmas in Resembool.
Merry Christmas and God bless!
Posted 12/23/15