(Some small animal skins on the floor, a brass brazier, an urn and busts on plinths, and a girl preparing drinks.)
MERIK: You can leave us.
(The guards leave.)
MERIK: Well, a celebration. A meeting of old friends.
CLAUDIUS: Prepare food for our friends. They've come from a great distance. A great distance indeed. So, this is a Vulcan. Interesting. From what I've heard, I wish I had fifty of you for the arena.