“The Headmistress said that tea was good for the flu.” “Tea drinkers tell such lies. It’s a cult, I tell you.” Lyla helped Sasha to her feet and picked up her library book. “You know what’s also good for the flu? Rum. Lots of lovely rum. We’ll get you some steak and some rum, and you’ll be back to your old self again.” “Sure, if I was originally a pirate.”
