Brew Number One, the Warm-Up

Gillee blinked a bit. "You'll need a strainer also?"

"It can be a strainer or some kind of cloth," Rizz remarked. "We just need to make sure the final product is as smooth as possible." 

"I have a strainer and some straining rags back in our main house. Do you mind if I go get them?" 

Rizz waved to her with a toothy grin. "Of course! Go for it! I'm gonna be busy in here for a bit anyway."

Gillee nodded and strode to the door. She made one last glance at the closed curtain before stepping out of the hut. 

Alone, Rizz let out a droning sigh. "Finally… I get that I'm a no-name goblin, but she didn't have to harp on me so much." 

Rizz began to pull a few things out of the baskets and jars he'd brought to his workspace. But half of the items went unused. Some of those ingredients were only pulled back as a cover-up, to make sure no one could figure out his recipes by simply deducing what materials he had brought behind the curtain.