The scrawny wizard from 256, who most certainly didn't forget about her, got his nerves together and walked over to the beautiful spellcaster of his dreams. Tapping her nervously on the shoulder he says "Ahem... Miss? I'm sorry I don't remember you telling me your name, but... It's getting a little late, and... If we're going to have enough time to copy the spell you want, and Um..." He lowers his voice to whisper in her ear<em>"Discuss a price. We should head to up to my room now"</em>