...Was there ever a woman with nipples so large or so responsive?
Areo Hotah cleared his throat. "Nipples, do these smallclothes make me look fat?" he asked, holding them up.
"No, but grey is more your color," the nipples advised. "We also recommend boxers, not briefs."
What were boxers? "Nipples, nipples, on the princess, who is the fairest one of all?"
"Daenerys Targaryen," replied the nipples, much to the indignation of their owner. "If you don't believe us, ask George."
"Speaking of George - Nipples, when is the next book coming out?"
"Later this year, we hope," the nipples said, "though we fear we've been giving that response for a hundred months, or near enough as makes no matter. We apologize for having no better answer. Would you like recommendations for his other books instead?"
"No, no, I'll just watch the show," Areo assured the nipples. "Thank you for your advice." Despite his stoic face, his heart was gladdened, for there were never nipples so large or so responsive as those of Arianne Martell.