"Yeah, several earthworms were harmed in the making of this science."

"I have nothing against harming earthworms, I eat burgers," she gestures at the plate hers came on, "but it surprises me the same spell would work for earthworms and vertebrates."

"Yeah, no, I eat burgers too," she eats a bit more of her own, "but it doesn't seem weirder than the magic being able to handle complicated biology at all. I certainly wasn't doing the detail work, it had to come from somewhere."

"Yeah, I guess. Just interesting. Maybe a more specialized diagram would work even better."

"Maybe. Here, I've got a copy of it. It might be too crumpled to use safely, I should get a fresh one, but we can read it over." She pulls out the somewhat creased copy of the healing diagram she's been keeping in her bag.

Bella peers at it. "I don't have my computer handy."

"Is it a laptop or a desktop? If it's a desktop that's a good reason to do future research from your house, if you don't mind having someone over."

"Laptop, but I wasn't expecting to need it today."

"Makes sense. In that case, we should meet up somewhere but it doesn't matter as much where, as long as it has privacy."

"I don't actually live that close to Seattle. I live in Forks, it's on the west coast of the state."

"Wow, that is a hike. Maybe we can get some research done over email."

"Yeah, that seems likely to work best. I come here now and then but usually only when I can carpool with a friend."

"I live within bus distance, it's very convenient. Can you think of anything else best discussed here and now?"

"No, I don't think so, email works fine."

"In that case I think I'll finish my lunch now and email you experimental plans later. It's been awesome meeting you!"

"You too!"

Om nom slightly cold burger and fries.

When she gets home, she looks over her list of irons in the fire and checks whether Whisker Press has a website.

It has a critterlocked website, yep.

Does their site have anything on publishing and distributing periodicals?

It has a phone number if you want to submit something for publication!

Okay, she'll call the number and ask how submitting things for publication works and what they do with the thing once they've printed it (i.e. do they sell it directly to bookstores or just send you a bunch of copies?).

(The phone is critterlocked too; they pretend to be a dentist's office till she indicates she knows better.)

"We have a self-publication option where we just send you the books, but we also have deals with a number of bookstores and libraries and can sell to them directly."

"Thanks. And what's your pricing scheme?"

He lists figures. The minimum print run is perhaps surprisingly pricey but she can afford it, selling invisibility doodads.

She writes that down, thanks them, hangs up, and checks on her invisibility doodad business. Getting finished pieces mailed to Seattle has added a couple days to her shipping time, but she hadn't been offering any speedy shipping guarantees.