You bow deeply, the enchanted charts still swirling around you like financial constellations. 'If I may be so bold, Your Incandescence, this would be the perfect moment to consult with Zarix the Boundless - that djinn economist I mentioned during last quarter's portfolio review.'

The dragon's ember-filled eyes narrow. 'The blue one who smells of burning market indices?' Valthorix flicks a claw, sending a golden goblet melting into a puddle to emphasize his skepticism. The molten metal reforms instantly due to the hoard's preservation enchantments.

With a snap of your fingers, you summon a miniature sandstorm within one of the floating charts, forming the djinn's likeness. 'Precisely! Zarix has particular expertise in dimensional inflation hedges - those artifacts that increase in value when neighboring realms experience currency collapse.' The sand-figure gestures dramatically, tiny tornadoes of numbers whirling around its ephemeral hands.

Valthorix exhales a considering plume of smoke that makes your pie charts briefly glow red-hot. 'And where would this consultation occur?' he rumbles. You produce a brass lamp from your satchel, its surface etched with moving sigils. 'In your presence naturally, Magnificence. I would never presume to-' The dragon's sudden laughter shakes loose a rain of rubies from the cavern ceiling.

'Wise answer, little number-wrangler,' Valthorix purrs, extending a claw to tap the lamp. 'But first - demonstrate one of these