[Enters from back door.]
Welcome my fellow travellers in this most regular and orderly world. It is important that you know me. Because...

[Looks around excitedly and whispers.]
I am GOd's messenger. Believe it or not, I receive these messages from GOd personally

Unrolls a papyrus scroll that states in big letters:

THSWLLBFN

[Looks around, surprized, then yells:]
Don't you know that in the old times in Egypt vowels were not written? How can you expect ATon, the one, GOd of the sun, to write vowels? But I am the messenger. I know. Listen:

Thou swallow beef? - no!

Clear. Don't swallow beef. I am GOd's messenger. If you do, I kill you.

[Pulls out a long and sharp knife from his only piece of clothing, then sinks to his knees, raises his arms.]
GOd almighty ATon, sun disk that shines on us all, YOu are the only GOd we pray to. I am YOur partisan and will kill all the trespassers! No, no, I never swallowed, I swear. Only tiny bits, chewed long.

[Gets up, looks uneasy.]
Wrong spelling? Can't be. GOd makes no mistakes. Wouldn't be GOd. Proof.

[Starts giggling hysterically, waves papyrus, runs to back door.]
This will be fun!