There's a glimmer in her eye that's equal parts amusement and self-satisfaction. "It's so nice to work with a real professional," she muses. She's used to a more direct route to the pharmaceutical endgame. Dallying on the illicit end of things is, in her mind, much more fun. "I enjoy your appreciation of my work."

She smooths her hands over her skirt before resting them at either side of herself on the couch cushions. "I'll get to work on it, then. Get together a few sample batches to leak to the street market. Shouldn't be too hard to gauge consumer reaction from there." In a city like this? It's not quite New York, is it? "You can have this batch. I'll have others ready for you soon. I believe I'll have more assistance in my laboratory again before long."