Morgana did walk past Tremaine... but didn't acknowledge she was there. No, she was way more interested in the cauldrons. She didn't plan on learning anything from this lady, she knew plenty. Instead, she knelt down to examine one of the cauldrons at all angles, talking to herself - or maybe to the little bats and spider in her hair.

"Hmmm... old-school, but it'll do. Not that I bet this place has much in the way of decent ingredients. Bet it can't even make a proper fog." She clicked her tongue in disapproval.