Not even wine could save him from boredom. The party wasn't so funny as he had hoped. Everyone else was enjoying themselves but he didn't feel like it.
'Why the sad face, m'lord?' asked the smiling lady. Robert looked down to get his eyes away from the big boobs. He was too drunk... Usually he just hated fat girls - everyone said that was strange. For a moment he toyed with the idea of inviting her to his bed for the night, but he rejected that thought. The lady probably would have said yes, rumor had it that she was barren and slept with anyone who was brave enough to ask so it would not be such a big archivement.
'Please, go away', Robert mumbled.