*steals all of the customers with a 50% off coupon*
morris, tapping the farmer on the shoulder: I think you would rather have things sold to you at a much lo–
farmer, with death in their eyes, tired and half-dead after a trip to the mines: what
morris, seeing a bigass sword strapped to their back and dripping with something akin to blood:
Bonus:
pierre at the back of the counter:

