As his quill finished up, he picked up a pen and did some quick math before filling out an invoice with all the pertinent amounts, scripts, and dates. "Here you are, then," he said "let me go and grab you those single refills," he took up his list and left her in the office for a moment. Adrian hated the money part of his business, he avoided it when he could, like now.
He busied himself for a couple of minutes pulling down all the appropriate vials from his stores and then packaged them all in wrap and a bag, so as not to clink or break.
Ducking back into the office, he offered up the bag but didn't sit. "How's this?" He asked.