Later that night:
Out in the city there's a white room. It has only the barest of furniture, a few small couches around a similarly small table, all shoved to the side to make room for its occupant's greater interest.
On one side of the room is a series of pictureframes, each with a fairly large photograph in it. These photographs depict various monsters, like a shadowy creature made entirely of hands, or an odd case of a mostly humanoid child, save for its pawn-shaped head that seems to have been drawn in crayon. Most of these pictures can be seen in motion, though there's nothing of note going on in their portraits, however two remain silent. One, depicting a small, black mouse standing amongst the ruins of a family house, and another showing a creature with four arms painting across the sky.
On the opposite side of the room is a series of watercolor paintings, all portraits and mostly of cheerful-looking girls. Many of them have an X painted across their eyes, and these are all set against the wall, discarded, while six remain proudly on display.
Sitting near the wall is a girl, who seems likely to be in high school around now, she has short white hair which is cut around the ears so as to keep out of her way as she paints on a canvas. The girl licks the tip of her brush, thinking on the next stroke, as she asks
white-haired girl: "So how did it go?"
The one her question was directed at steps out into the open, the small, cat-like creature known as Kyubey leaps onto the girl's table, still roughly halfway across the room from her as they converse
Kyubey:"You already know what happened."
white-hair: "That much is true, but I'd like your opinion on it."
the girl continues painting, as this is just an everyday occurrence for her. Meanwhile Kyubey spits out a small, black gem, a grief seed adorned with a crescent-moon shaped mark on the table in front of him
Kyubey:"I had thought MihMeh would do better, but it looks like their earlier results was a stroke of luck. I doubt they'd be a serious threat to anyone"
Hearing the clattering of the grief seed, the girl lets out a sigh, standing up from her painting and walking over to pick it up
white-hair: "You don't have to be so harsh right in front of them. Besides, she did her job well enough."
Kyubey: "So you DID find something then."
white-hair: "Only another candidate, it'll be up to the both of us to see if it works. The ultimate Magical Girl to fight the ultimate Witch. Oh, doesn't it get you excited?"
Kyubey absentmindedly flicks his ears, not understanding the girl's passion, nor possessing any interest in the matter
Kyubey: "You know I'm not as interested in the act itself, but since we happen to share a goal."
white-hair: "Right, of course not. The question was Rhetorical anyways. Thank you for your help, but I think its about time you got going again. I look forward to seeing you again in the future."
the girl waves cheerfully at Kyubey as the cat-like creature moves to leave, their conversation apparently over. The girl walks over to her painting, putting a few finishing touches on it before hanging it against the wall, callously tossing aside one of the six originally hanging there in the process
White-hair: "There we go miss Sonomi. I'm expecting great things from you."