Santa Maria Novella siren song

I’m in Los Angeles for meetings today, and I need someone to please stop me from thinking about going to this place I haven’t tried but one Santa Maria Novella product, and I’m certain that it’s another one of those “this comes from an old recipe from a 16th century monk or my great-great-great-great X4 grandfather from Tuscany that we are ‘reintroducing’ at a price that would have stunned the monk or my Tuscan great-great-great-greatX4 grandfather.” The Eliotropo was really nice, but not “we’re charging prices that will make you cry” nice.

I’m NOT going there. It doesn’t help that these meetings are so boring and that I need to dream of an escape.