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"Why should I not do so?" I asked. I watched the attendant. He did not stop at the paga vat but carried the empty goblet through the beaded curtain to the side. Shortly thereafter, he re-emerged onto the floor, carrying the goblet, brimming with fluid, and approached my table, now followed by a short, smiling, thick-legged, coarse-featured fellow, in a silken, gold-embroidered house tunic. The attendant placed the vessel on the table, carefully, turned about, and took his leave. I looked at the liquid in the paga goblet. It was high, of a quite generous level, but not a drop had been spilled. - (Avengers of Gor)