Jewel stands up as straight as she could as Brash set about promptly measuring different parts of her, though as soon as the bag of five bits was placed in front of her, Jewel looked down at it and thought to herself quietly so as not to disturb Brash. So this was what it felt like to be paid for something, why was it so unfulfilling? Maybe it was just because she wasn't used to the idea of working for money, or the fact that she expected to have to do a little more to earn it, but bits were bits, and for a pony that would have to be struggling to break even over the next months or even years, she would take what she could get where she could get it.
When Brash asked asked Jewel what else she could do, Jewel opened her mouth to answer only getting out a "Well, uhh--" before she was cut off, told to stick around for a while while Brash figured it out. Suddenly, Jewel found herself alone in this strange place, looking around at the different things. This was all so foreign to her, perhaps it would be best to stay where she was for now. Scooping up the five bits, she placed them in her saddlebag before finding an empty wall to sit against, waiting for either of them to come back.
When Carri came back Jewel looked up and said quietly, "Well, I was paid for something, so I -guess- I got the job. Brash wanted me to tell her what else I'm good at doing other than..." she swallowed a little indignantly, "... other than standing around. I didn't really get the chance to say, though. Where did she go?"