She's the best potioner in the city. So you've heard. Love potions. Revenge potions. Energizing potions. Baldness potions (giving or curing). Various curse potions.
You have a pedigreed female pet dog (or some other creature) you'd like to breed but she just rolls her eyes at any of the father prospects you've introduced her to. So you've come for a potion.
The potioner listens to your request, asks a few questions and then with a secret smile and a little laugh says, "I have just what you need." She goes to her workroom in the back and returns in a bit with a bottle.
You take it home. What happens next?
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