Teddybear

She straightened, stretching briefly before wandering toward the middle of the room. "How did you get into the business in the first place?"

She shrugged. "It's all just business."

"Well, you helped prepare to do so in the past few days. This concoction here-" he gestured, "-will isolate the virus. Then the transmutation spells your master has been working ...

"Yes, I have the samples. We just have to mutate them now."

"Unless you have a long-term contract I don't see why they wouldn't."

"Not a bad resume, I suppose."

Kivvien placed the box at his station and began setting up.

"So you haven't worked for every 'big name'."

He nodded and turned to leave, hurrying back through the town, muttering spells all the way.

"Uh-huh. And that's all anyone cares about at all? There are no big name artists or anything of the sort?"

(sounds good) "As will I." He shook her outstretched hand. "I wish you and your community good fortune."

"That's pretty reductive."

(I guess so, unless you'd like to and have a way to introduce them sooner) Kivvien produced a small wooden box from an inner pocket and opened it to reveal ...

"Household names. People you can count on the average citizen in that region knowing by name."

"I suppose we just differ in that way," he said, "Though I am not too inclined to defend those sorts either, so at least we can agree that they, themselves, ...