You do realize that whipping and wafting that Chardonnay around is going to resurrect one said roman, who was supposed to be training the slave Atia gave me. I've lost casks of wine! I just hope it's worth it. Not to mention, Elenia and any other tired mothers.

*turning my attention back to Lara* And you! I highly doubt Seshat just happened to have any males for sale. I bet he was a cast off from the House of Negotiable Affections. Madame D has high standards...

*gives him and Lara elevator eyes* You're going to make him wear the hat, aren't you?