[Felicia watches raptly as Sasha pours in the milk, and when it's time, takes her mug carefully and adds a couple generous spoonfuls of sugar, which she studies in awe each time she scoops up a spoonful]
Tremendous! Ooh, white sugar; the novelty still hasn't worn off. I've never seen white sugar before.
[she takes a sip of the coffee, making a little surprised sound]
Why, this tastes a little like a drink we have in—er, in my home! 'Recaff', it's called. But the flavor isn't half so delicious.