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Are those not decanters of ka-la-na, ruby red and tawny, like the wet pelt of a fresh-foaled kaiila? Do I not see flasks and vessels common to the liqueurs and syrups of Turia? Might those not even be tospits, short-stemmed and long-stemmed, from the lands of the Wagon Peoples? And do I not smell the aroma of hot, steaming black wine? That must have cost the holding a shiny tarsk-bit. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 40, Sentence #92)

"I do not understand," said Astron. "It is not important," said Florian. "This is no holiday, at least no common holiday," said Astron­, "and yet I see no seaman's supper before me, bread, meat, porridge, larmas and paga. Are those not decanters of ka-la-na, ruby red and tawny, like the wet pelt of a fresh-foaled kaiila? Do I not see flasks and vessels common to the liqueurs and syrups of Turia? Might those not even be tospits, short-stemmed and long-stemmed, from the lands of the Wagon Peoples? And do I not smell the aroma of hot, steaming black wine? That must have cost the holding a shiny tarsk-bit. For a common day, is the board not unusually laden, so heavily and lavishly? You even have girls under the table, unclothed". "It is always pleasant to look upon comely slaves," said Florian. "They prove a lovely addition to the décor," said Miles. - (Quarry of Gor)