I want you to picture your own setup right now. The cardboard. The plastic. The kitchen mason jar you re-purposed. The grinder that's missing a tooth. The papers that live in a drawer.
Now picture you have ten minutes before someone you respect walks in the door.
That ten-minute scramble — the sweeping, the hiding, the shoving into a closet — is the thing nobody talks about. We talk about discretion. We talk about smell-proof.