The waitress walked over to their table and bowed. "May I take your order, sir?" she asked Spock with a polite smile.
"Oh, yes may I have the... Indian Assan with mint? Black please." he said quickly scanning the menu. He'd chosen the darkest strongest of teas.
"Of course." the waitress bowed and walked off to toward the kitchen.
The Commander turned toward Irina and watchd her sipping her tea for a moment. "I could apreciate a rural town." he commented, reffering to her home town. "We did have them on Vulcan, you know..." he said with a smirk that slowly wiped away.