[ Shush, Hattie. :I Ella collected her cup, adding a little cream and about half a spoonful of sugar to her drink, pensive. Can she sell Hattie? ... pff, who would want her? ]

I see. Have you had a lot of interest in the shop yet? Granted I know it's not quite open, but I'm a little curious. [ A pause, and she gives Hattie an odd look. ]

Special instruments?