Nellus the Barristerius smiled sympathetically. “Long night on the scrolls?” she asked.
Literatus took the beaker of steaming hot caffeinus gratefully. “Yes. I was trying to make sense of some of those Greek Mathematicians. They have created a lot of problems.”
“I’ll probably fall asleep while I sit here.” he explained to his friends. “Too much study by candle-light. My eyes are falling out of my head.”
“I have often stayed awake at night and worried about my family. It is always hard the next day.” Secundus added his un-sleepy experiences.
Man about Rome, Libertinus threw his two Denarius worth into the conversation. “I never have problems getting to sleep. Wine from Gaul, Mead from the Ægean and a friendly youn – – -” He was interrupted by a very loud cough from Nellus. “Anyway, they help me sleep well every night.” he ended with a bit of embarrassment.
“I once had insomnia,” Verbo Ipsum commented. “It was so bad I was awake until it dawned on me.”