It would please me your not being obsequious. That is a trait of marketplace people who are selling shoddy goods. I am sure to prefer endless, stupid questions to that.
Ob... obseek...?
Obsequious. Flattering with oiliness. It is not liked by me. In Yiqanuc we say: 'Send the man with the oily tongue to go and lick the snowshoes.'

Chapter 18, A Net of Stars (p. 262) - Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn - The Dragonbone Chair (1988)