The 'statue' she'd need to check, since they didn't have a whole lot of detail on it's<em>size</em>, and she only currently had a<em>Yamaha Rapier</em>.  Harper's arrival made her roll her eyes.  Magic existed yes, but truth be told?  She was more worried about the magic that could turn her into a fireball and put her in the burn ward or in the ground than any 'bad fortune'.<br/><br/>"Sorry, but I'm here for a pickup, assuming whatever it is is of a size enough to fit," she said, attempting to move past the soothseller. "I need to talk to you or...?"