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You ask Zecora if, by chance, there were some sort of 'crack juice', if she'd be able to find out what the hay is in it so that you could, just as an example, make a cure from said 'crack juice'.
"If there's a potion, then it's true,
That there's something that I could do."
She nods. Scootaloo reaches for one of Snakeoil Sally's Miracle Elixirs. "Well... I guess she can have mine, then... I mean, it's poison, right?"
Zecora snatches it. She reads over the label, scoffing at the picture of the griffin on the front. She says that she knows this idiot. Apparently, she sold her some bad ingredients just a few years ago. Back then, she was 'Snakeoil Sammy'.
She's a con artist. |
