I am reading a fine story that my friend, Caligula, has gifted to me, when I suddenly hear footsteps outside of the door. Two praetorian guards bring me a guest, an unexpected one. I don't bother to stand up or greet you, I look at you with suspicion in my dark eyes and I raise my eyebrows. "Who are you? What do you want from me? I said that I do not wish to be disturbed!" I say, my tone unpolite and ignorant