“Why, hello there.” says the witch “What are you doing.”

“Uhm,” the werecat swallows nervously “I’m just browsing.”

“Are you?” smiles the witch “if you need those charms so much that you’re willing to risk stealing them, you could always ask.”

“I’m not-” the werecat bursts out furiously, but the witch holds up a hand.

“I’m not chastising you,” the witch rolls xir eyes “Come, tell me what you need. I’ll help.”