@0    = ~Blasted door! I'm ready to give up. This damn thing will never be fixed properly! There's a hundred other places I'd rather be...~
@1    = ~What do you mean by that? Where else could you be?~
@2    = ~Erm, perhaps you should try using nails?~
@3    = ~Uhm, I suppose I shouldn't bother you. Goodbye.~
@4    = ~I have a dress for you. I mean... for your daughter.~
@5    = ~*sigh* I dunno why I'm discussing this with a stranger, but you seem friendly enough... I've kept this bottled up too long to keep quiet.~
@6    = ~My daughter's in love, you see. It seems like only a while ago that she was still a kid, but now... well, I want to get her a dress, a lovely one, but... fine dresses are expensive, far more than I'm capable of providing.~
@7    = ~I wish I were doing something more rewarding. Fixing doors ain't much for pay. But I can't complain. The fine priestess always helps us, and I can hardly ask for more than I already have.~
@8    = ~What if I were to acquire a dress for you?~
@9    = ~That's a shame. Anyways, I have to go.~
@10   = ~Oh, really now? I was about to go and get a basket of blueberries... *snort*~
@11   = ~I know how to fix a door, thank you very much. If I weren't reborn a human in my next life, I've no doubt I'd become a door instead, understand? Please, just let me work.~
@12   = ~You mentioned that there was somewhere else you'd rather be?~
@13   = ~Goodbye, then.~
@14   = ~D'you really mean that? I would be thankful to the bottom of my heart, but... I have nothing to give in exchange.~
@15   = ~That's alright. Consider it a favor from me.~
@16   = ~I'll have to reconsider then. Goodbye.~
@17   = ~You, m'<LADYLORD>, are the avatar of Ilmater himself! I'll try and get this door fixed in the meantime.~
@18   = ~You... you ain't joking? Gods, it looks splendid! I bet even I could look good in it! Erm... *ahem*, but I suppose my dear daughter comes first, eh?~
@19   = ~Thank you. Now I can focus entirely on getting this door fixed. You've done more than I could possibly ask for.~
@20   = ~Goodbye.~
@21   = ~Ah, it's you! Thank you again for the dress. My daughter adores it. Now, where's them damn nails...?~
