human
The Ambassador wants to speak to you, Retief,
gpt
Under the circumstances, Retief said,
human
The ambassador?
gpt
Never mind the protocol, Retief said.
human
The situation is still delicate.
gpt
The feast ends, F'Kau-Kau-Kau said.
human
Now you and I, Retief, must straddle the Council Stool.
gpt
I'll be honored, Admirable, Retief said.
human
I must inform my colleagues.
gpt
Colleagues? F'Kau-Kau-Kau said.
human
It is for chiefs to parley. Who shall speak for a king while he yet has tongue for talk?
gpt
The Yill way is wise,
human
I will treat with you, Retief, as viceroy, since as you say your king is old and the space between worlds is far. But there shall be no scheming underlings privy to our dealings. He grinned a Yill grin.
gpt
Afterwards we shall carouse, Retief. The Council Stool is hard and the waiting handmaidens delectable. This makes for quick agreement.
human
The king is wise.
gpt
Of course, a being prefers wenches of his own kind, F'Kau-Kau-Kau said. He belched.
human
The Ministry of Culture has imported several Terry--excuse me, Retief--Terrestrial joy-girls, said to be top-notch specimens. At least they have very fat watchamacallits.
gpt
The king is most considerate,
human
Let us to it then, Retief. I may hazard a fling with one of your Terries, myself. I fancy an occasional perversion.