"Sure - first can I have my pocket everything and some formula for the baby she likes Mountain Flower brand -"

The demon clearly doesn't know what those are but makes them anyway.

Peka feeds the baby one-handed and types up a list on her pocket everything with the other.

And he sings.

oh wow

The demon seems to think so too! She listens enraptured and claps when he's done.

Peka has not made very much shopping list progress!

He is pleased about that. "Sorry. I'll be quiet."

      "He's such a show-off," the demon says fondly. "Who's the girl, anyway -"

"I stole her! She's from this world with a stupid caste system where you can't touch people with red hair and I decided to take her home with me to someplace where you can."

      "Why don't they dye it?"

"I have no idea."

"We do," she says. "If it's not red. So we don't fool people into thinking we're some other caste. I had to when I was little, my hair was paler, looked white - my baby's came out orange but she's too young to dye so we just shave it."

"I mean why don't you dye it not red so you can touch people."

"'Cause that's how you get executed by firing squad?"

The demon makes a face. "Uh. Yikes. - are you gonna teach them summoning because people will, like, object to that -"

      "We are not going to teach them summoning, for that and other reasons. We might steal all the red caste people and teach just them summoning, on a different planet."

"...I also need clothes," says Peka. "Uh, I can list stuff from home to start since I haven't looked into what people wear here yet."

"Works for me."

She names some things she had.

They appear.

"Thanks!" And she puts on clothes.

"Welcome! If that's it you send me home by concentrating on it for a minute."

"Might want you back later when I have thought of more things," she says, but she starts concentrating.

After a minute the demon vanishes. "Oh, a set of your own summoning pens," Macalaurë says, "that should be on your list."

"What am I gonna pay them with? I don't sing as well as you do by a long shot."

"Grab randoms, be like 'you just got my language! Want me to recommend some good books and blogs and TV shows in it?' Won't work forever but will last you a decent while while you're the only one who can do it."

"Heh, okay." She writes 'summoning pens'.

"Also Michael says you have a lovely singing voice."

"Aw, that's nice of him."