The fruit tartlets were graciously accepted, and Percy told her, "I'll put these in the fridge and bring you some tea. We have black, Earl Grey, Oolong and a lemon-ginger." The regular black tea was Olivers - all the fancy ones were bought by Percy.
Going into the kitchen, Percy called out, "Make yourself at home. Feel free to sit at the piano." In the kitchen, the sweets were put away and Percy started fussing with the tea. "It is in rather good shape, actually. A little tinny, perhaps. What are you looking to play, then, if not a symphony?" he joked.