"There's nonintervention agreements, but I shouldn't've been able to tell you about anything you haven't heard of?"

"I am not making this person who conveniently happened to be here a long list of stuff I haven't heard of which might be a fancy rephrasing of 'weapons Lastwall can use to destroy my homeland'."

" - we wouldn't do that, we're Lawful Good," says the cleric. 

"I swear to you that I have never met any of you before and I want all this stuff for personal use except the citrus varietals which are a present for my girlfriend," the Axis inhabitant says. 

"The dinner is fine, the avocado is fine, the citrus varietals are fine."

"Is she in charge here for some reason?"

    "She gets to veto spending," says the cleric. 

"Okay. Can you do the dinner for two, and the citrus varietals and the avocado, and we'll call it even?"

"Yes, though if you don't have plant pots or dishes I will have to be creative."

"In the next five minutes, you may make the man ceramic plant pots and dishes."

"Is right here okay by you?" Cam asks.

"I'm gonna put them in my bag of holding, but if you can't make across a dimensional boundary then here's fine I guess."

"I don't actually know if I can, let me see the bag and I'll try putting your avocado in it?"

It's his snazzy leather handbag. He opens it.

Avo?

Cado!

"Oh yay."

He finds a list of citruses and sorts them by humidity tolerance. "The pots will do more good if I can also put dirt in them," he mentions to Carissa.

"In the next five minutes you can put dirt of the kind you'd find in Cheliax in the pots."

"- I don't know what kinds of dirt there are in Cheliax or if citruses like any of it!"

"And I don't know that if I say dirt in general you won't do something.... poisoned by the spaceship in Numeria that gives everyone who's nearby it tumors!"

"I'm not going to give this dude radioactive dirt!"

" - from my perspective this is not obvious and it's not obvious how many things like that there are that a hookup at the Worldwound didn't happen to tell me about."

"Potting soil of the kind I would grow a lemon tree in if I didn't want the lemon tree to grow any tumors or anything!"

"Is that in fact an adequate specification, I don't know, because you haven't actually explained to me how to do this safely because then I'd be less exploitable!"

"Doing it safely is complicated and mostly assumes that you have frontloaded much of the work in the binding of the circle!" says Cam, raining plates of food from the chosen restaurant into the bag of holding. "This random article I found recommends sandy loam, but since I don't know enough about soil to know what ratio of sand to loam you want or if there are importantly different kinds, I was just going to duplicate their second recommendation, which is apparently composed of... peat moss, perlite, vermiculite and, and some guy named Zubban's homemade blend of compost."

"Sorry, I don't know what most of those are. In the next five minutes you can do peat moss."

"Perlite and thermiculite are both naturally occurring minerals that wouldn't do you any harm unless you tried to breathe them."

"According to you!"