The Touch of Zanzil

It's unanimous, <name>. You've got the 'itis.'

Luckily, I have a cure for the 'itis.'

Here's what I need: One bundle of simple wildflowers, one leaded vial, one bronze tube, and last but certainly not least, one spool of light chartreuse silk thread. Ol' Emma left a spool of it for me at 'The Finest Thread.' You can find the shop along the canals.

Hurry along now, <name>, and try not to touch anyone until you're cured. Oh, and Dr. Montgomery says you need a shower -- his words, not mine.

If you want the 'itis' cured, you're going to have to try harder than that, <name>. Where are the reagents for the cure?

What am I doing? What does it look like I'm doing? I'm devising a cure for your 'itis!' Don't get indignant with me now, <name>!

Just a few more seconds. There! Just spray this, um, fantastic smelling medicine on yourself and you'll be as good as new.