Nerve Cells in Reserve

We had an agreement! I volunteered to lie down on the altar, and you… What do you mean, “you didn’t do your part”? I did! And that this treacherous mistress didn’t stab me with a dagger—that’s not my problem! I’ll go bother him—maybe he’ll “offer me as a sacrifice”… The altar isn’t mandatory anymore, right? I’ll try to make it, of course, but something about it looks at me rather unkindly, hissing something indistinct… And even the poor thing’s eye twitches! And I’ve only just started! By the way, he’s not that bad—especially without this dreadful hood… Hmm… You say he’s not married?