“Tea?” “Are you sure?” I touched a finger to the surface, momentarily dispersing the oily film that had gathered there. “Because it looks dreadful. What did you do to it?” A flush was creeping over his cheeks. “I don’t know. I followed a WikiHow.” “You followed a…Have you really never made tea before?” “Well, as you know, I prefer coffee and”—he gave me one of his more abashed smiles—“other people bring it to me.”
