Mason grinned at Azura, "Don't worry! I don't usually kill people I like," she said and stick her tongue out, "Not to brag, but I'm pretty decent at Potion-brewing." Of course she wasn't bragging. . . a lot.

"Ooo, a kiss?" she waggled her eyebrows suggestively and blew Azy a kiss, "You better tell me who you've had thoughts about kissing, or else they'll never get the change." Cause I'll kill you if you don't. Kidding of course.

She set her cauldron over the burner-thing and turned said thingy on, wanting to heat up her cauldron a little before brewing. "Okay, so I'll go get us some ingredients." she told Azy and started walking toward where the ingredients were held, "Be right back!"

Mason came back seconds later clutching the ingredients. She gave Azura a frown and held up the little Bezoar. "Don't you think that making a potion is a waste of time if you can just stick a Bezoar down someone's throat?" she asked her, "I mean come on, a Bezoar can cure a lot of severe cases of poising. Do you think this is some kind of trick to see who actually knows this stuff?"

If it was, then it was really pretty clever. Since most kids didn't even know that much about Potions and cures.

Very clever indeed. . .