"Are you sure you don't want to go "Moo" at Pazo? He's got a great sense of
humor. Trust me."
He sighs heavily. "If you insist..."
"A few days ago, while fishing along the docks of Menethil, a gnome sporting
an oversized wizard's hat invaded my peace and quiet and started asking
about Flatty. My attempts to ignore him proved to be futile, so I told him
what he wanted to know."
"That was mistake number one. He proceded to go on a rant about how changing
the diet of pets can result in some undesireable consequences. As he kept
talking and talking, I looked at Flatty and was half tempted to let him eat
my entire supply of Snappers right there so that the little gnome could get
a first hand account of those undesireable consequences. It took
everything I had in me to resist that urge."
"Well, then he asked the same thing you just did. Why haven't I done
anything about Flatty's 'condition.' I told him my allergies helped,
thinking that would satisfy him and he would leave. That was mistake number
two. The little gnome then goes on a rant about how his studies in alchemy
could perhaps yeild a powerful potion that would clear up all my allergies
for good. I just about shoved the freaky little hatted creature in the
ocean right there. Could he not see that allergies were a blessing?
Fortunately, his life was spared due to the arrival of our transport."
"Now, Please leave us alone. My ale is getting warm."
