"Yes. This is the sixth time since we've partnered."

She responds, arms crossed for a second before reaching out to receive her payment.

"I swear, it's like you do it on purpose."

". . . You're lucky you didn't set off an alarm of some kind. Hang on. . ."

The mage then carefully proceeded to blast the mimic with fireball. It was dead instantly. Hopefully, her partner wasn't too injured as collateral damage...