"... ok. That may indeed be the case. I'll be very careful. So, what do you say? Can I go to hell?
Gaius suggested going to hell again.
Carla nodded and agreed.
"Oh, fine. But I'm coming, too."
Gaius then expected or accepted lightly.
"I thought I'd say. You're saying you're gonna train me on the road to hell anyway, right?
"Naturally. I don't think your sexual roots will heal in a day. We need to continue special training."
"I get it. This is just where I keep losing my temper and wondering about myself. I can't say I'll be happy to get special training... but I don't know what else to do."
"Hmm. That's a lot of extraordinary stuff. Well, let's just say we're ready to go."
"Oh, then I have to tell the Melbas. And I have to tell Mr. Chester that I went to Tarka."
"Right. I'm talking about the prudent Chester. I don't think there's a problem, but I think you should keep your word."
"Okay. Then I'm going to Melba's."
"Yeah, I got it."
Gaius left the room, taking Carla's words behind his back.
Then he walked down the hallway with his big crotch and went to find Melba.
Two.
"Ah, there he is. Do you have a minute?
Gaius, who asked the servant of the hall where he was, entered Melba's private room and found our master's face and spoke to him.