Paying attention to what was being said as she continued to crush the seeds, for a moment, she had to keep the small laugh down at the mention of Lafay being a rather good beater. Amazingly, it did not surprise the girl; however she didn’t know whether or not to be anxious of that fact. Lafay…being a good beater? Well, she did say 'was a good beater'. Things can change right?

Realizing that she had stopped mashing up the seeds, Evelyn blinked rapidly a few times before nodding her head. Right, potion. Brewing. Goggles. Adding in the mushed up seeds to the cauldron, Evelyn shifted through her bad, taking out her own goggles and sliding it on her face, over her eyes. Slightly new design to them, but they worked just the same. At least they weren't dorky looking anymore.

Hmm a poppy flower? Certainly looked like one. "Does it matter what color the flower is?" Kinda like how only some ingredients should be used when picked at the right time or...something.