To Sam, it was almost a relief to be home and have everything pleasant and happy again. His Da was still around and healthy, and Mr. Frodo was still very cheerful. Sam got serious around Mr. Frodo sometimes, when he realized that Frodo didn't know what would happen to him in such a short time but that Sam did.
"Of course, tea time!" Sam passed over the fancy saucers and the tea cups, putting the bits of sugar and the cup of milk on the table as he didn't know how his old friend liked his tea. "We've biscuits and some sweets too, one moment!" Bustling about the familiar kitchen it didn't take Samwise long to have a nice array of treats prepared with the tea. "Please, help yourself." Sam waved at the meal in front of them, wasting no time in pouring himself a cup of tea and piling biscuits onto his plate.