Patience is not one of my virtues. Not with you, entertainer.

If you have lost sight of that little Celtic maiden, I shall rain the wrath of Set upon everyone here.

The older drunken redhead will do for now. Someone clean her up. Send the Oriental seamstress to her with new silks. Then, bring her to me, and find the insolent creature that damaged her legs.

At least the nurses and the octopus wrestling have kept me mildly entertained.