I'd be delighted to write about the secret tawdry lives of jewelers. I have to give my audience what they want, and you strike me as a jeweler with a lot of good tales to weave.

Or at least one with a functional couch. I doubt anyone will bat an eye. By the way, how much lamp oil is enough lamp oil?

[ His magic probably won't run out making a decent amount, but he's not sure if he's expected to light the city here. ]