“Felicity grimaced in agreement. “No, you are perfectly correct. I did not realize how vital the approbation of one’s butler is in allowing for nocturnal autonomy.”

“Lyall understood a broken heart, but it could not be allowed to rumple perfectly good shirtwaists.”

“I suppose that saves us from having to determine what to do with a butler who goes around killing people. It certainly reflects badly upon our domestic staff. Still, I shall miss him. There was a man who knew how to brew a good cup of tea.”

“Tunstell, this is your Alpha speaking. Do as I tell you. You must regurgitate now.Regurgitation is an involuntary action. You cannot simply order me to do it,” replied Tunstell in a small voice.“I most certainly can. Besides which, you are an actor.”Tunstell grimaced. “I’ve never had cause to vomit onstage.”

“And I find perfect beauty excessively boring, don't you?”

“You do realise modern social mores exist for a reason?""I was hungry, allowances should be made.”

“Uh, my lord, I am not actually food. You do realize this, yes?”