Elrindir: Something you need, you miserable wretch?
Sgt. Fuzzyboots: What have you got for sale?
[make purchace]
Elrindir: Thank you very much for your business.
* this is mere moments after I slaughtered his brother for profit, and I'm not one to RP, but damn man...
Sgt. Fuzzyboots is my Khajiit rogue/assassin/archer I've been playing on