The moment passes

You just sit there, enjoying the peace for a few moments, occasionally taking another gulp of the anachronistically tasty wine.

Sammy is the first to get bored with the meditative experience.

Sammy : "So what comes after that tepidarium?"

Cerve : "that would be the Caldarium, or hot bath. It's kind of a combination hot tub and sauna."

Sammy : "oh, let's go!"

Sammy looks to you almost pleadingly. You drink the rest of your goblet and set it down on the edge of the pool for an attendant to retrieve.

Alexis : "alright, let's go."

As you climb the stairs out of the pool you wrap yourself back in a towel. Cerve of course knows the way and leads you through a door into a steamy chamber. There are several Roman women who had just recently sat down, none of which seemed particularly concerned with their nudity.

Hadria : "Veneralia is in a week, do you have any plans?"

She said, mostly to the women in her group but to nobody in particular.

Aelia : "oh you know Lucius, we're playing host to his friends and every slut in Rome willing to choke down his Amatorium wine and generally make a mockery of Venus. I'm sure your families are invited."

The other ladies laughed at this and you weren't sure how much of it was supposed to be a joke. Cerve whispered into your ear that 'Amatorium' meant something similar to love potions or aphrodisiacs and that ancient Romans had very different beliefs about infidelity and the role of families than modern people.