Jasmyne had been reading chapter three by the time anyone had come to her with questions.  She had been at working barely an hour with only a few customers checking out others were window shopping or not interested in asking about something they couldn't find, others were willing to say they were interested in learning but were less likely to buy anything than they were to come in daily and shuffle through the next shelf.<br/><br/>The bell rang as a young man came in, she didn't have to look up to know that this person had real magic. As he approached the counter she glanced up and marked her spot if one of the weekly flyers and moved to welcome him. Before she got a word out he had made his request. "Magic restoring potion?" She repeated wondering how he thought they would carry potions in a crystal shop. However the potions were her strong suite outside of work. "I believe I would have all the needed ingredients needed at home. How many would you like?" She asked pushing her braid back over knowing that it would depend on how delicate his magic was on how her mixtures would effect him. On the chance that his reserves were smaller than hers the mixtures would possibly overwhelm him, however if his reserves were larger it could be that they wouldn't be enough.  Waiting for a quantity she reached out with her energy poking and prodding like a cat kneading her claws and feeling him out careful not so seem a threat.  Pulling back only after getting a decent read on him she brought her personal wards back up.