There is a book held open with a rock and a wooden stake; and next to it a messenger bag; and beside these a teenage girl, painting goat blood onto the floor of a crypt.
"It turns out there are more worlds than the one we're usually summoned to. This is a new one, it has vampires and witches and many varieties of demons which are not daeva. It's also 2005 and summoning is not known to be a thing."
"You are just the test case. Want to change this donut into a lemon creme filled one in exchange for this chocolate one?"
"You can, you can also say 'the deal as stated by Ellie', as long as we're both talking about the same agreement."
"I can leave the circle to do the thing, take the reward, and then I can go home. If we don't agree I just sort of have to stand here until you dismiss me."
"Next time I'll leave enough room for somebody to sit," says the summoner. "The terms of Ellie's deal are agreeable to me."
"Done and done! One lemon creme for you, one chocolate for me. Feel free to call me back any time!"
"If I call you back what are you likely to want?" the summoner asks him, ready to write up a list.
"On the other hand, this world's magic apparently doesn't work for her. So you may yet be in luck."
"As long as there's not no hope, there is some hope. And that's good enough for me."