Fezziro's - Emily

"Alright. What's it cost?" Emily will reach into a pouch on the back of her waist for the money she needs to pay for the cookwear, paying what's asked for when Fezziro asks of it.

"As for stories... well, you're a man that's been around, right?" She'll pack up her new purchase into the heat-resistant box it had all come from, "and you appear to be excellent at customer service. When you look at me, does anything come to mind? A particular item, a particular story?" Perhaps it's not for his merchandise that she's really asking, but ask she does.