[i]"Athaliah, darling,"[/i] Octavium intones, his voice dripping with thinly disguised venom, [i]"you know that thinking is something neither of them excel at.  In actual fact, I think Icathul might just have the more brains.  Although that's rather like saying that something is more appetising to eat than a recently used square of lavatory paper.  And when I say recently used, I mean used to wipe the residue of really thick droppings.  So, sweety, think before you open your mouth..."[/i].