1) Use the following phrases in a story or essay: "even gooier" and "that stuff's hot"
Nick pulled a third box from the crate. "This one's even gooier," he said, opening the lid to let the sanka peer inside briefly.
It stretched its eyes out over the box. "Yes," the speaker squawked. "Price as agreed?"
"Of course." Nick closed the lid and started wrapping the box in mesh. "Now, you'll be wanting---"
"Sufficient," the speaker crackled. It adjusted the voder, and played it some more, without the crackle. "Sufficient. No further needs."
"Ah, but don't you want some kelt? That stuff's hot, everybody's looking for it."
"Sufficient."
2) Write about something that didn't go quite according to plan or standard usage
Nick nodded and put the mesh-wrapped box down beside him. The sanka counted out its coins, Nick counted them again for show, and the sanka slid away, whispering happily to itself over the box.
As soon as it was out of sight, Nick put his head in his hands and sighed. What a miserable idea. The lousy cheat he'd bought the kelt and miscellaneous other items from had sworn the kelt would sell, and sell fast. Too bad he had neglected to mention that dozens of other traders had also brought in kelt, and the market was flooded.
The disgustingly gooey stuff he had just sold the sanka was his best seller, but it meant dealing with the sanka, who were pretty disgusting and gooey themselves.
He walked around the counter and picked up a mop. Can't have the customers slipping and falling and sueing him, but can't bar sanka from his shop. He swore softly as he worked, keeping an eye on the door for the next customer. Nobody ever came into his shop when a sanka was there, but no, can't discriminate...
The door beeped as it opened.
3) Write about doing something together which a character has always done alone.
Nick put his mop to the side and nodded. "Good afternoon."
The pair of sanka bowed their eyes at him, and the leftmost started playing its voder. "Good afternoon, shopkeeper-nick."
Nick frowned briefly. "I'm sorry, have we met before?"
"You are not shopkeeper-nick?"
"I am, but I'm afraid I don't recognize you."
"I am told you have sssskshhh." The voder emitted a painful burst of static on the last word. "Previous customer buys."
"Oh, that stuff. Yeah, I have some."
The sanka whispered to each other, their eyes still watching him cautiously.
"We require."
"One each?"
"One."
Nick frowned to himself, trying to keep the expression from showing. They usually bought one each. To share would be like sharing a toothbrush... not that sanka had teeth. Come to think of it, they always bought it when alone...
