The goods.

What is she, a mob boss? That one gets a light laugh out of Oz, but sure enough, he does have the goods: the Gilded Seal he had gotten when opening one of those loot boxes at UNOVRCon. Golden Pokémon? Not his vibe, but clearly this Tuesday chick is into that.

"Ye, for sure. What do you got to offer? I'm going for a Bolter and Aviator combo here, so Electric and Flying boosting items would be great."

"Say no more." The armoured catgirl declares with a smirk, but this confident declaration is followed by at least a good forty seconds of her opening her UI and scrolling through her inventory for something to offer him. Does she really have so many items that she's struggling to choose just one or is it that she has nothing that fits his requirement. He's about to make the addendum that 'anything cool would be fine, no worries', when she speaks up again while still looking intently at her own inventory display. "How aboooout... Zapdos DNA strand one? Thunder bird sounds like your vibe. Power Jorts? They give a boost to all electric type Pokémon in your area when activated, and dare I say, you'd look hot in them. Other than that... hmm... I have one of the Prince's Spellbooks, but that's not up for trade."

Only once she's done making her offers does she look at him again, tilting her head expectantly while a stupidly fluffy cat tail lightly sways behind her.

"What do you say?"

"Fuck, man. Both the DNA and the jorts sound great. I do look good in jorts." He sighs as if this were a truly terrible thing for him. Oh Oz, haunted by his own virtual beauty. "...I guess the jorts are harder to come by, eh? Probably should go with that..."