( the lingering stare catches her a little off-guard, but theres nothing she can quite pick up on before he's moving around to grab for a paper napkin. she glances at him, almost expecting him to say something more, hands close together on the counter as her shoulders hunch in expectation—

then there's the kettle clicking, and wanda's attention is stolen away towards it. she starts by placing a tea bag in each cup, then filling them up with water from the kettle, and waits in the awkward silence... until he says something. )

I told you ( she repeats now, ) the base flavor of the krofne was made with the tea's flavor in mind. They're going to compliment each other.

( you'll see!

she turns her attention towards the table, then moves the tea cups there, then looks back up at the plants opposite. )

Where did you get those plants?

( she wants to get some now... )