She brings all these one at a time teasing him and arousing him still further - then it's perfumed oil she needs; when Cinesias objects to the fuss, she goes back for a different scent. By now she's shed most of her clothes - and her husband can't stand much more delay. That's when she pops back into the Acropolis for good, reminding him about making peace. Cinesias is devastated - as the old men try to console him, with their fantasies.

Enter two men who are finding walking a problem - one from Athens (the magistrate we met previously) and one from Sparta, who says he's come to ask for peace. What does the Spartan claim to have under his cloak?

A scytale?

A spear?

A sword?