Delight had found the tea, but his selection was probably the worst of anyone's home she'd ever visited—but then again she rarely visited the homes of unmarried men, and maybe they were just uninclined to keep enjoyable things in their home? She didn't know, but she'd grabbed what looked to be English breakfast tea and had decided that it would have to do, because there certainly was no hot cinnamon spice, or really anything especially suited for cold weather.
"I found it," she said, unwilling to chastise a complete stranger—who was also Zelda's beau—for his poor tea selection. "Would you like me to finish making the fish? Or can you cook?" She sort of hoped he could, and that he hadn't been relying on that other woman to cook his food for him, because that seemed intimate and she hated whatever it meant for Zelda's emotions. She did not look too good right now, but pointing it out might not make it any better.
"I found it," she said, unwilling to chastise a complete stranger—who was also Zelda's beau—for his poor tea selection. "Would you like me to finish making the fish? Or can you cook?" She sort of hoped he could, and that he hadn't been relying on that other woman to cook his food for him, because that seemed intimate and she hated whatever it meant for Zelda's emotions. She did not look too good right now, but pointing it out might not make it any better.
— DELIGHTful set by lady <3 —