She does not mind taking counterfeit currency and she sells everything.
Bella is going to exploit the fuck out of that but first she is eating really, really good pad thai and finally talking to a person who is a) interesting b) not someone she has already talked to a lot in the last... several years. Lovely friendly bar who makes a lovely delicious pad thai! Bella will have to try opening that door at that moment again in the past.
"Yeah, it'd be really convenient if the kyubeys were wrong about how to get what they want in some obvious way. But they don't seem to be so already so I have to show up with extradimensional powers and make them so that way."
"Yep! Including an extradimensional power that will let me spend longer scouting for more!"
"I sure wasn't expecting it to be when I got up this morning planning to fight a major boss villain but it really is!"
"I am sorry about the 'no outside business' rule, I didn't know about it and didn't think to check our plan with Bar."
"It was an hour. Not the most fun hour I've ever had, but I've got enough going on in here," she taps her temple, "to keep me occupied for that long."
"...I am trying to think of a better response to that than some vague innuendo about how consoling my company is."
"Sure. Just don't go too far or it'll be hard for Edie to find you when she wants to re-sync your time and go home."
"So, we could move on to actual innuendo but I feel like I should warn you that I am an awkward virgin and double-check that you aren't weirded out by the thing where I'm technically a rock."
"...As in your body has fossilized somehow or as in you're living in your jewel thing?"
"The latter. I've got a range of 100 meters on controlling my body from it. I've seen girls who lost their gems for whatever reason and as soon as it goes out of range they slump over and the body starts dying; if it gets all the way to dead they have to make a new one, and if they don't have the magic to do that... Anyway, all my senses are as normal or better, I continue to have the subjective impression of being located somewhere behind my eyes, etcetera, I could just imagine it creeping somebody out."
"If you had been partly fossilized that might have creeped me out; if someone steals your gem thing and you start dying that might creep me out--actually my overall emotional reaction to that would be a bit more energetic than 'creeped out' implies--technically storing your soul in a pretty jewel does not creep me out."
"Okay, cool. It has other shapes, too, when I'm tromping around in jeans and a t-shirt it's just a ring, and it can be a sort of egg thing when I'm dowsing or cleansing it - although my new spell apparently doesn't care what shape it is."
"Yeah." She pulls it off her hand and it shapeshifts into an ornamental purple egg-shaped thing in a metallic casing. "Like so."