"Is there even a harbour close enough to throw it in?"

"Not really. There's, like, ponds. If you go way south and I think a little west and a little bit into Mexico there's the Gulf."

"All right. My tea is safe," says Robin. "Now what's this about a tea shop?"

"Oh! Mom gets her tea from this one store and it's already Redcoat-approved," Andi gestures at Ethan, "so apparently it's not, like, secretly inferior Yankee tea or anything." She names the shop and its location.

"Good to know," says Robin. "Thanks."

"You're welcome! I wouldn't want you to go into horrible tea withdrawal."

"Yeah, and neither would anyone else," says Robin.

"Are you very scary when you're in tea withdrawal?"

She grins. "You bet."

"What happens, do you get weird undercaffeinated paranoia and start trying to stab people?"

"Nah, I just get grumpy. Terrifyingly grumpy."

"Terrifying grumpiness! I'm scared!"

"You should be," laughs Robin.

"I tremble in fear that you will grumble at me and, um... rebuff social pleasantries. It'll be horrible."

She snorts.

"I'd never recover. It's a good thing I told you about the tea shop."

"Damn right."

"Anything else you need to know about lest you become grumpy?"

"Nah. As long as there's tea."

"Noted." Andi mimes writing this down.

Bella elbows her.

Robin laughs.

"Do you have English with Ms. Hawthorne or are you in a different section from me?"

"Yeah, Hawthorne."

"I can show you where it is," Andi says, glancing at the clock. "The rooms are numbered funny down that hall."