Everyone picks a few scents out that they like and drops them into a toiletries bag, before handing out to Cain. The bag is enchanted only to take up one of the two hundred spaces in your inventory, no matter what you fit inside of it. They were for sale at the soap shop, not cheap and not particularly large, but when it's got seven women's worth of soaps in it, with room for more, it was well worth the price.
The fact they're making Cain carry it either means they've got a lot more shopping in mind, or they filled up their inventories with clothes, drinks, and snacks at the last stop. They don't have much time left, though. The auction starts in a little over an hour, and the streets are getting crowded.
"Why didn't mind control work?" Mythryll whispers to Misha.