>"Oh, well, I was just asked to get a refill of things. Those were the only ones I used, but I suppose I don't know what their normal stock of other ingredients is. I'm new, you see. But Murasa says she usually shops here, so if you can see what other things need topping up, please be my guest."
>"And I'll take two ounces, then."
>"I'll fill it up right proper," she says, as she takes the chest in hand and walks over to a counter on the side. "And that'll be 30☼ from you."
>She starts taking various herbs, cutting some into small portions, grinding another into powder quickly enough to make you feel kind of clumsy from the job you did, and simply tossing whole chunks of others into the little shelves. Within a couple minutes, she has it filled, and extracts the coin pouch from the chest and takes out a quantity of money. Then she returns the chest to you, pulls a poisonous-green root from a container, weighs it, then expertly smashes it into powder and pours it into a pouch.
>"There you have it," she says, "Don't breath it in, and I'll give you a ☼ if you bring the bag back when you're done."
>_