[While Renart undoes buttons, Monty steps behind Royce and will place his hands on the other man's shoulders, hooking his thumbs into the collar of Royce's dress shirt. As Renart undoes things, Monty slowly peels it off. When there's enough skin revealed, the 'butler' presses his lips to his lord's shoulder.]

We are, of course, full-service in every way you might desire. We've so rarely had visitors. [He and Renart have had fewer threesomes than Monty might personally like, but things are as they are. Jealousy from both of them has played a role in that.] Perhaps that might be changing, though.