One at a time?

I believe I've already mentioned this, but I'm sorry if I haven't.. the lady
clearly expects you to buy everything now, or leave. Before anyone can make a
protest, Greenbolt tosses the alchemist a sack of coins (ten gold crowns),
which she eagerly clutches. She takes a cheaply-made paper sack from a nearby
table and fills it with the ten potions. Then, ushering you out, she makes a
futile attempt to muffle a diabolical laugh as she trots off towards her
house. You are left standing outside the shop with a sack of ten potions in
corked glass bottles (definetely not the sort of containers you'd like to be
carrying around on your person). Malcolm, who remains supported by the two
mages, is now well enough to carry on a small conversation (answering
questions briefly, etc.). However, his skin is still very hot to the touch and
he is sweating profusely.

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