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Zhi's hand snaked out with the intention to hit the lalafell upside the head. Whether or not she connected, she'd hiss, "An' how would Flit know t'take his mate t'his supervisors? He ain't old hat in Limsa, and he'd no cause t'know they're pushin' mixed goods. Ye'll have t'trade patter, get one o' them annoyed enough at yer gabbin' t'come an' overhear things. Ye'll have t'get their interest first."