It was the blue jar that she sent me for. She was focused on her work, and I was too embarrassed to explain.
I went into the storage room and stood before her array of jars. Why are there so many? Most looked yellow or brown. I found four blue ones. Or were they purple? or pink? I picked up one, and then another, trying to decide.
Finally, I chose one at random and brought to her. I figured, if it was wrong, she’d say so. But she took it without looking and dumped its contents into the cauldron.