My fingerprint recognition doesn’t work on my phone these days. They changed out the soap at the parish two weeks ago. Lovely scent and nice lather. At first I was thinking some winter dryness, but it never gets dry in the Pacific Northwest. Or if it has, it last occurred during the Miocene Epoch.
I showed it to the young miss. She said that she never uses the soap management provides at her place of employment; she keeps her own dispenser in her locker at work.
Sometimes princess behavior is the best choice.