Elnires eyes light up and he practicaly flies out of the door at the mention of a cup of tea. Running to the kettle he puts it on, dumping a tea bag into a cup he filles it with three sugars, waits for the kettle to finish and pours in the water, using the teaspoon he stirs briskly like a whirlwind in a cup and takes the bag out, squeezing it against the spoon cursing slightly as the boiling water drips over his fingers, he finishes his perfect cup with a quick dash of milk. Completing his own holy ritual he slowly heads back to the office and pokes his head in looking at Ramey with a
quizzical face. He waits for the invite to enter the room again but in the mean time midly sips his perfect cuppa.