He takes them both, and tosses them into a large brazier, the smoke turning a deep red. He waves his hand, small flames igniting on the ends of his fingers, and sets the bottom of the brass ablaze with green flames. The concoction inside boils down to a single, bright red drop. He tips it into a small bottle, and stoppers it. "Find Emily, surname of Valentine, and get her to drink this. I don't care how you do it. Slip it in her drink, force it down her throat, doesn't matter to me. Just ensure that she finishes it." He holds out the bottle.