-Alistair is up in his treehouse-
-making himself a cup of tea in the very small obscured shack nestled near the end of the trunk-
-Kitt is in the kitchen, preparing two cups of tea-
-and Ches is in the main room, thinking about something-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Hobogirl returns, Kitt-
Are you drinking tea? I like tea. Is the kettle still hot? Because it's better when it's hot. Sometimes I don't want to wait, so I drink it without milk. Or sugar. Or tea.
...
I drink water. But I do it with a teacup, and that makes it more like tea than other drinks of water.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-she jumps a little, looking at Gracia- Geez-! Has anyone ever told you to not do that?
I'm glad that I wasn't holding the teapot...
But- yes. I'm making the morning tea as- I do everyday. One for me, and one for Ches.
The pot's big enough for a third- but- yes- tea is better with milk... at least- black tea is.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

Ah. That explains the pollution.