Percy froze and thought for a moment, glancing from Oliver to his sheet music, then primly said, "Alright." He continued to put his music away. "No rush, then."
After sliding the sheets into their protective folder, Percy rose and went to where Oliver was sitting. "Er... if one of those mine?" he asked, gesturing to the cups. He was aware of Oliver's two-cup routine, but he didn't want to make assumptions.