Ficticious Servius rose to his feet, accidently hitting his knee on the marble bench to his front. (Curses) he thought. Every time that happens. Every time.
The house was begining to chuckle at the bumbling senators attempt to rise to the floor.

Ficticious rummaged around in his toga for a scroll of paper and read it to himself bobbing his head in acknowledgement of his own understanding. He occasionally looked up at the rest of the house, but catching anyones eye caused him such embarrasment he returned his gaze to the parchment.

"Ap..pp..Appius Teretius wishes to vote in favour of all of the aformentioned bills." He stuttered, and smiled an uncomfortable smile when finished. Almost at relief of having got through his announcement. He began putting the scroll back in his toga, with clearly several more political standings and opinions of his patron Appius.
Sitting down with a look of embarassment, he suddenly realised he had neglected to pass his own vote, and got up rapidly once more. Again he struke his knee into the marble which caused more uproarious laughter from the house, so much so that when he feebly announced his vote in favour of the bills, he had to recieve a nod from the Consul to be sure it had been heard.
Red with embarassment he returned to his seat, not to rise for the rest of the day.