Walden refrained from cracking a smart remark about Bill Weasley, still seething over his blatant refusal to help him, but it wasn't about some filthy Weasley any more. This was about his box and getting answers. He was happy to know she knew about Egyptian magic though. "Brilliant, brilliant..." He muttered to himself, glad that luck was smiling on him for the time being.
"Right here." He said motioning to the black box sitting on his desk looking pretty and perfectly enact much to his dislike. If she was going to touch his box it was going to be in his presence and only in his presence. It was much too valuable to lose or chance losing. "In the bag, 5000 galleons to start." Walden said not flinching at the amount. It was pocket change. "You can have the rest when the job is done. I trust that is sufficient?"