Hell yeah, Gabe had been at dinner on Thursday. At dinner and laughing his arse off. He'd almost fallen off his chair. But when taking an offered seat within easy pointy-elbow reach of William was probably not a good time to even think about that, let alone mention it. So all Gabe said, as he took said seat and advantage of the requirement to basically snuggle up, was, "Tea would be lovely." Even if English tea was still a travesty Gabe had no desire to get used to.
But there was only so long Gabe could be well behaved, so even as he watched William pour (tactical: both his hands were busy) Gabe added, "Aren't you even curious about who won?"