The knocking on wood wasn't lost on him and it actually gave him a chuckle as he started putting the stone in the setting. "Aye, more'n likely. For bein' touted as th'nicest guy so-and-so's ever met, I sure get stabbed a lot." Bill turned around and held out the ring. "try it on, if it doesn't fit, I'll give it a better setting." He'd gotten a good look at her hands, and he wasn't too bad at guessing a ring size these days.
"Th'reason I don't charge f'the first one is simple dealer logic. Give them a taste, and since I'm th'only one in th'business of talismans, I know I've got repeat business."