Wolfgang frowns, brow furrowed, but in contemplation this time. Every person who comes in has some unique problem. It's good practise, it's why they were encouraged to take this up, even if it doesn't pay well. They're so soft-hearted, they fall for every sob story people bring in.
But a lot of them are just a variation on the same idea — something needs to be hidden.
“I can do one of two thing,” they say after a moment's thought. The wet pestle goes in the sink, they don't have a clean rag to dry it off with and won't use paper towels because that's bad for the environment. “I can make it so people see what they want to see. Or I can make it a time limit. Like Cinderella, at midnight you turn back into a pumpkin.”