"Do you know what any of this other stuff is?" I asked, closing the door as she walked in, but Della whirled on me.
"I am not touching that stuff; it's probably all cursed," Della said, and I rolled my eyes.
"It's not cursed; it's just magic. Besides, I am the one who should be worried about curses, not you," I said, but Della shook her head.
"No, I am not touching it. You can if you want, but I am not," Della said, and I shrugged.
I picked up a small vial, and I uncorked it. I sniffed it, and I immediately started to feel lightheaded. I corked it back up and put it down.
"What was that?" Della asked, and I shook my head.
"A potion that is for knocking people out," I said and put the vial back, picking up another, but Della frowned.
"Maybe we should leave that stuff alone," Della said, and I grinned.
