(delivered by a superhappycheerfull singing moogle with an appearent black eye, to Alberic's residence in Bastok.)
Alberic,
You sir, disgust me. Using such crass and tactless language about someone who is supposed to be "your friend", and in the middle of the smithing guild shop during busy hours!! If you cannot keep such childish and vulgar thoughts to yourself, your presence will not be welcome, nor tollerated near me.
Kohra
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