'Course I tried. Tried distilling it and all. It did the trick, more or less, but it tasted like summat you'd tip out of your wellies and gave you the farts. Eee, I were glad when that job were over.

That's what I did for my first deal. My inmate's ex, in point of fact. Then the next inmate I got were the one that'd killed 'er. Funny 'ow quantum entanglement works, eh? But at least Vanessa's clear of that lot now. Did I 'ear you tell our Vexie you're a witch, love?