Giovanni: Alchemist, I've been getting a number of job offers lately and I feel as though you are somehow to blame.
Al: You know, my ex-wife used to say the same thing.
Giovanni: About the job offers?
Al: About blaming me.
Gio: ...Moving on. I've been offered a rather significant sum if I can help decipher the means by which this little ring imparts a decently potent healing spell.
Al: Ooh, nice. How significant are we talking about, here?
Gio: Significant enough for me to put my daughter through college.
Al: Well, assuming they actually intend on paying you? Go for it.
Gio: And you're not going to be upset that I'll be helping someone reverse-engineer a spell which you are currently profiting from?
Al: Look, I stole it from somewhere else myself. At the moment, Jinx and I just get to benefit from being the sole suppliers. I'm sure that'll change.
Gio: ...You did not say that you would be alright with my participating in taking your monopoly.
Al: Oh, that? No, seriously, go for it. I've got a dozen other things I could market just as easily. Can you imagine how much people would pay for me to sell off the instructions for a spell that erases radioactivity? Russia, Ohio, Japan... Or I could market my repair spells to the various railroads throughout the U.S. and make a mint while fixing up infrastructure. Seriously, I've got options.
Gio: ...I feel as though I've been under utilizing my talents.
Al: Do you enjoy your lifestyle?
Gio: ...Yes?
Al: Then you've been doing exactly what you need to do with your talents.