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Having spent thirty minutes looking for his partner, Napoleon found him where he should have looked in the first place. He could have easily called him to the office via the loud speaker, but it wasn’t an urgent issue. He found the Russian, sitting alone in the corner, scowling into the cup he was holding with both hands.

“You seem perturbed, partner mine,” Solo said as he took the seat opposite. “Is there a Thrushie in there?”

“That would be preferable to what is actually in here,” Illya replied with disgust. “On what planet could this be considered as tea?”
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Date: 2015-06-03 11:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irisheitie.livejournal.com
My very Irish grandmother made pots of tea with tea leaves. That's what I grew up on. When she passed, my mom used tea bags(dust). I developed a love of tea again when I lived in England. Tea once again tasted like my Nana made for me. I am lucky enough to live in an area where it easy for me to get my favs-Lyons and pg tips. Now talk to me about drinking coffee in England 35 years ago! Yikes!

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