"Ooh, definitely," she says. "I'll trade you a muffin." (There is a plate of them cooling on the kitchen table.)
"Ha, nopony else traded me anything. No takebacks." Clarity floats a muffin and offers her penultimate ticket.
"I promise not to shake you down for my muffin under any circumstances," giggles Cordy.
"Good, that would get," Clarity takes a bite, "messy, probably."
"I can only imagine." She takes her ticket and finds somewhere to put it. "So how have you been settling in?"
"Excellent. Enjoying the library? Getting along with your junior librarian?"
"Blueberry's very helpful. I barely have any work to do. I should probably ask the princess if I actually have a budget and, like, pay her."
"I'm sure she'd appreciate that. And I suspect if you do, she'll spend some of it populating your library with more books."
"Well, that would be an awfully efficient use of my budget, then, assuming I have one."
"Baking. And now that that's over with, I'm going to pick up Seb and do the rounds checking on local creatures. But there's no big rush on that; I have time for a chat first."
"I can tell you when to be quiet or hang back; should be no problem as long as you can do that," shrugs Cordy.