[Good. This is his chance to take out that stupid air freshener and toss it. Axel stands to do so, but halfway to the door he decides that it...could come in handy for future use. Who knows? He's good at reading people, but not a mind reader, unfortunately. So, after going back to the closet, he finds another shirt, folds it, and slips the thing between the creases, keeping it out of sight.]