He looked up at her, and his face brightened into a look of joy.
What a wonderful, cruel, brilliant, evil place to end this part!
I'm laughing at the idea that the thug is so ineffectual that he's flummoxed by a lack of deodorant in the past. If he had half a brain, he could have done something with his knowledge of the future to make his life more comfortable! It'd be even more funny for him to go back to present day and find he was so useless that he hadn't had a single effect on the timeline.
