He matches her mischevious smile. "Very good! Come upstairs with me, I'll lock the shop up. Best not to be interrupted during work, after all!" he says, hopping off his stool, and hurrying over to the door, letting her take the stairs leading up, to his small, but comfortable, bedroom. The gnome follows a minute later, a small bag of potions in hand. "Yes, yes, now, just make yourself comfortable," he says, digging into the bag and pulling out and examining several potions. "Any questions, before we begin, miss?" he asks, as he's examining the various vials.