He's the son of the Emperor

Cerve : "That's Pompious, the son of the Emperor. He'll be treated just fine. His dad thought he could use a humbling"

You don't remember hearing about any Pompious but your knowledge of Rome mostly came from half remembered youtube videos and that one movie with Russell Crowe.

Alex : "Sounds like some rough parenting, and in front of all these people."

Cerve : "People were a little rougher back then and an Emperor needed to be seen as fair. Pompious wasn't ever in any real danger."

You guess that was right. The crowd has started dispersing out the vomitoria and the question of what to do next occurs. Without a ready answer you go with the flow of the crowd and the two women follow suit.

As you exit the Colosseum the streets of Rome are alive with activity. Venders, stands and street performers. Sammy notices a sign, conveniently in modern English, advertising public bath houses.

Sammy : "Oh, I want to see what that's like!"

Alex : "Will that be ok with your, uh, extra down there? I'm not sure what ancient Romans thought of that kind of thing."

Cerve : "I could always simulate a different set of genitals..."

Sammy looked like Cerve had just casually suggested that she could cure cancer and end poverty.

Sammy : "You can!?!"

Cerve : "Of course."

Sammy : "Do it! Do it! Do it!"

You don't think this was about the bathhouse anymore.

Cerve : "Ok"

Sammy's eyes go wide and she pats her crotch. You know instantly what happened and can't help wondering what it felt like.

Sammy : "Oh my god. Lets go to the baths right now"