"I got your tincture of groundedness right here!" said Cair, though the way she pronounced it she somehow managed to include 'and I'll put it on your tab, the ingredients were [i]very [/i]expensive' at the same time. When she lurches across with a mysterious molten gold-green vial in her hand it's anything but seductive. "Okay buddy, open wide, this'll get your head in the game and focus on what really matters - capitalism, and also saving the world."
"Is that the Avarice Potion?" said Rurik, pushing his glasses up along his nose. 
"It is [i]a[/i] potion sharing some of the characteristics of the original Avarice Potion, but less likely to plunge a city-state into gold-themed chaos when dumped into the water supply," clarified Cair. "But don't worry about that. Did you know that drinking it will give you golden fur? Very stylish and synergistic with your name and overall branding."
"I would like to clarify that this one is optional, Mr. Fletcher," said Rurik.
"It's [i]an [/i]option," said Cair. "Another option is that you focus in on the mission instead of bwehing your way through the schemes and/or breasts of a girl with too much of both!"