Then a thought occurred to me. What if it's not actually food I'm smelling? What if some villain is pumping out noxious gas with a pleasing cotton candy scent in an attempt to take over Gotham? The whole city will be under his spell by summer and we'll all be forced to wear red noses and big shoes. The Chuckler. He'd be a giant clown.
Clowns scare me.
I'm closing my windows tomorrow.