"Master's hand-crack has made our work hundreds of times easier," Faziz exaggeratedly praised and then even prostrated on his hand and knees as he loudly proclaimed, "And so for this invention of the century, please accept this bow of respect on behalf of all craftsman in this world. We are eternally grateful."
Faziz's loud proclamation drew many interested looks from his fellow artisans and many of them emulated, and though Alexander kept a flat, placid look throughout it all, internally he was lampooning.
'*Sigh*, being a pasha is not easy,' Alexander did not feel overjoyed at this show of reverence, instead asking himself how much of the respect was genuine and how much bootlicking, or maybe both.
The shop visits of the last two days had made Alexander find it increasingly hard to distinguish genuine praise from the fake.