You reluctantly agree to this.

You thought this through, before sighing. "Eugh, fine. I guess I can help you out. But I'm not gonna like it." You say, already regretting it as the smell of vinegar harassed your nose.

"Great! Now, take off your shoes and hand them to me." She said, walking up to you. This close, it was even harder to bear the potent stench of sour vinegar as it flowed off her body and through the air. While barely holding back gags, you take off your shoes and hand them to her. The smell of old cheese now joined the vinegar stink, and you coughed a bit while holding your free hand over your nose.