- I see...
Erika pondered for a few minutes...
- Listen... I've been thinking... Since your... your "potion" can lead to completely unpredictable effects, the price for such an "experience" should be substantial, don't you think? Let's say... 5000 gold. But you see... Living with horns, donkey ears, a snake tail, etc., is still possible. But if your... uh... "potion" suddenly turns me into a donkey or a piglet, I'm afraid your money won't be of much use to me anymore. So, I'm not ready to take such a risk yet. Let's test it on him instead," Erika pointed to the mushroom, "for... 250 gold. What difference does it make to you? You'll still test your potion, and it will be much cheaper, and I'll feel a bit better about it. What do you say?
- And you're quite the comedian," the alchemist's face twisted into an unpleasant grimace, "in another country, for that amount, I could buy myself several slaves and do whatever I want with them, so you're overestimating yourself, and I don't need the mushroom.
Realizing that she wouldn't get any new research done today, the woman who had been arguing with them leaves.