[That's one more distinct cultural difference between them... in human society, it's alright (desired, even) to ask for help! But then again it's not like Frieda is a shining example on that front. In a way, between both their charades, things do balance out somewhat.]

My potion tastes terrible? And whose fault is that? Who taught me how to make it?

[She's happy to continue the playful bickering... but there's a small pause as he points out that the potion should help with her headaches, too.]

...

You're right. It is a good thing that we have so much in stock.

[To her credit, she manages a natural transition to the next thought that pops into her mind:]

You know, if we can make it taste a little better with some extra ingredients - maybe some anise or cinnamon or licorice, if none of those would nullify its effect -, maybe I could sell it on the market, or else supply a smaller clinic... unless it's too low-level to offer to the public.