Our deal is complete, friend. You've already robbed me blind, taking my precious boots. Begone!

We don't have a deal.

You know the deal. You get me to Gnaar Mok, and I'll give you 50 septims. What? Oh, sorry. The Boots of Blinding Speed, then.

Excellent...although, that seems to be quite a high payment. The Boots of Blinding Speed are a rare and wondrous thing. Never mind. I've made the deal, and I'm an honest woman. Let's get going.

No? Well, no matter. I'm sure someone else will be along shortly to take me up on my offer. Good day.

Look, I'm just a poor merchant just trying to make my way to Gnaar Mok with some trade goods. I could use an escort, though, since mine seems to have buggered off. If you'd be willing to take me there, I'll give you...no, I shouldn't. Although, it is a dangerous trip. All right, I'll give you the Boots of Blinding Speed, although I'll be overpaying you by quite a bit.