Okay, it says here that you're a monk,

Okay, it says here that you're a monk, but your chart also says you're allergic to "temptations of the flesh." Do you wanna give me a real answer or should I get you hauled out for bringing two guns in without letting us know? I'm sorry. Your chart said you're coming in for a day old severed leg. Your leg looks fine. What do you mean you slept it off? Jolene, there's a guy in the front office who took another one of those sketchy giant strength potions and he said it lasted more than three hours. Can you just like hit him with a dispel magic and tell him to read the label next time? Jolene, why is there a cat in my office instead of the 32 year old male you said was coming in here for bodily issues? What do you mean the bodily issue is that he's stuck like that? Get him off my fucking walls and call a vet instead. Look, man, I'm not insulting your faith or anything, but you cannot keep coming in here that your warlock patron is gonna take care of everything for you, okay? You still have bills to pay. No, I know through Asmodeus everything is possible, alright? But until Asmodeus gets a medical degree, you're gonna have to actually go through us instead. Jolene, that bard from the pharmaceutical company is outside my office again. Can you tell him to fuck off and that we don't need any more boner pills? And that no normal person needs THAT MANY boner pills? So, and that's what I told him, right? It's like, why would you bother with a GLP-1 when you can find a nice druid who can do a cantrip goodberry for you once a day and curb your appetite for the rest of your life? I mean, it's a fucking cantrip. What's he gonna do, charge you? Absolutely not. It's a scam, what I say. Hey, Jolene, there's a guy in the front office who's got another wand of wonder stuck up somewhere it's not supposed to be. Do you think you can help him out and tell him it's not that kind of wonder? Yeah, yeah, give him the pamphlet.