“Dear Cedric, I brought you some tea”
A maid delivers tea treats to me when I was organizing paperwork in the office. Today, apparently, tea by tea leaves made from the Marquis of Rosenberg and the cookies to go with it.
I say thank you to the maid and carry the cookies to my mouth.
But I’m chewing, and I don’t see the maid leaving. Deciding that apparently I had something to do, I drank the cookies and turned my gaze.
What can I do for you?
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