"Months too," Anne said, easily. "I didn't get my computer until last month, though, so I didn't try the forums, that's all." She was prepared for the thrill of his touch this time, and now she slipped away from under his arm, not recoiling, only retreating. She needed to slow this thing down... she wasn't sure why, or just how. It was something to enjoy as it came, this warm cotton feeling. "I have some lemon cake too, if you want to bring the saucers down, too?" She poured hot water into a matching china tea pot. Perhaps she was the only person in the city under fifty that used a teapot without mugs, and a tea strainer instead of tea bags? "Why aren't you a favorite?" she asked, with a note of confusion.