She reached out to take the book, nodding in approval. She didn't even need to look at the book, as its importance was minimal. It was proof enough that this girl was willing to go to lengths for her approval. Yes, she could use her.
"Imagine, seeing a dead woman in your fireplace," she replied charmingly as she tucked the book into her robes. "Now that doesn't sound like a very sane thing to do."
She turned and headed toward the store's entrance. "Come, child. We have things to do."