"Well, I cannot say for sure that your poison-juice is the same as ours, but we analysed the ones that we found. As for the pipe-smoking, I frankly had never seen such a thing until I reached your lands. Truly it boggles the mind how people would waste precious water to grow plants that cannot be eaten or admired, only used to cloud your insides with a dark taint of negative energy from the Quasielemental Plane of Smoke, which slowly eats your voice and air from the inside. It was saddening to see a woman of your lands whose voice was so hoarse that she could no longer sing in clear beautiful notes..."
"By the way, Elise, how many of your gold coins do you need to find your friend? Because I do have several that were given to me by bandits of your lands who felt indebted to me for helping them reform their lives, and I don't really need them or particularly have any use. Is 38 enough?"