You don't sell it to a public who barely understands how medicine works. It's...specialized, and highly secret for the most part. There'd be a lot of judging, but this is a different breed all together.

[Alucard wants to protest. Point out the whole of the town house isn't the office, but there's no point. There's an underlying sternness in Trevor's voice that he doesn't have it in him to fight against. So instead he turns, starting to put the equipment away.]

Would you wake me up then, please? I don't trust myself to rouse at the appropriate hour.