Lion Head Mesa [WP] Don't try to save us cause we're doing it right

ramesses snorted a little at her guile but was otherwise amused. her golden eyes were daring. "i am," he intoned, "and you are a soldier at my party. do you not know you must not be drunk?" germy was a fitting epithet for the uptight cur, and the hint of disrespect in the roman's ranks pleased pharaoh.
"germanicus is also married," he reminded her. "married men do not usually take parties, not unless the celebration is for them."
ramesses felt his vision blurring; he fought against it, regarding her sharply.