
Tyberiuss: (looks at Mohrn's book with concern) Uh...how's that going by the way.
Mohrn: Pretty good. We got enough for your flying mount, but I'm waiting on a few things to pan out on some stocked up materials we have. Just watching the market change on those before we unload em.
Tyberiuss: That's good news.
Mohrn: But that Enchanting hobby of yours is cutting in to our profits. And what happened to that flow of ore you used to send me?
Tyberiuss: Lets just say I'm saving up some karma for a motorcycle, made by an engineer I know.
Mohrn: Oh man....can I get one?
Tyberiuss: Dude, you walk from here to the upstairs ring! That's it.
Mohrn: Not true. Once in a while I cruise out to the Blackwater Auctionhouse in Stranglethorn. And by the way....the upstairs ring is called The Promenade, you noob.
Tyberiuss: Whatever! Lets go up to THE PROMINADE and get the mail. I sent you a special little gadget.
Tyberiuss: Hey...why do your clothes look just like you fell into this stuff and got slimmed.

Tyberiuss: (rolls eyes)
Tyberiuss: Ok...where is the mailbox?
Mohrn: Under that pile of Kodos.
Tyberiuss: (yell) Back up people. Your mounts are very impressive, but I can't get my mail.
Mohrn: What is this gadget you sent me?

Mohrn: (glances around nervously) What am I supposed to do with it?
Tyberiuss: It will allow you to tap into all kinds of info, greatly improving your AH abilities.....after we install it.
Mohrn: Install it?
Tyberiuss: We need to go down to sick bay and get it fitted to you first.
Mohrn: Oh man! I hate that place. Do we have to go down there?
Tyberiuss: Look...this has all kinds of other features. Just last week Darkdoc used one of these to take the brain out of The Lurker, and then stuck it into a Sporregar. Doc can even control Zartin, his bodyguard, with it.
Mohrn: (with astonished look) Really?
Tyberiuss: (fingers crossed behind his back) Yep!
Mohrn: Fine..Fine...lets go to sickbay before I change my mind.
Tyberiuss: Cool! Lets go. I want to ride down on the turbolift.
Mohrn: (running to catch up) You can't get down there from....
Tyberiuss: Hey....what the heck is Ponfarr doing over there?
Mohrn: Uh...not sure. Lets check it out.
Tyberiuss: (raised right eyebrow at Ponfarr)
Tyberiuss: Hey Pon, I don't understand everything you rogues do, but WHAT are you doing?
Ponfarr: Isn't it obvious? I'm practicing my pickpocket skills.

Ponfarr: Hey...buzz off. Did I criticize you for your weird pet grooming methods?
Mohrn: (Smiles wryly at Tyberiuss) What's she talking about?
Tyberiuss: (Backs away slowly) Nevermind! Gee, what's her problem?
Mohrn: She's Level 21. She goes through a major mood swing every 7 levels or so.
Tyberiuss: Really? Man, she's creepy. Lets get going.
(Arive at sickbay)
Tyberiuss: Lay down here and I'll find someone to fix you up.

Tyberiuss: How do you feel? Is it working?
Mohrn: Too .... much .... information.
Tyberiuss: (adjust big, obvious dial on side of Mohrn's headset) That any better? Tell me what's happening.
Mohrn: (blink...blink)
- Someone just bought my ridiculously over priced firecrackers
- A hunter got kicked for TALKING TOO LOUD in g-chat
- I won that bid for Wirt's Third Leg
- I can hear everything in Barrens Chat
- ...... and ...... I know Kung Fu
Tyberiuss: (rubs hands together) EXCELLENT!
Tyberiuss: Ok buddy! Just make sure you wash your hands later after handling that.... Leg.