“Why must you make things so difficult?"
"Because I don't trust you," she said. "I'm never going to just do something simply because you asked, Doctor Facilier."
He grabbed her wrist and turned her hand palm up. He slapped the vial into the center of her palm. "Every single dish, Tiana."
She threw the vial directly at his face. He snatched it as if he had been expecting her to do just that.
"I don't have to do anything," Tiana said. "I've held up my end of our bargain. You hold up yours.”