Ashley came into the living room, carrying two lovely handmade bowls of green tea on a little lacquer tray. He liked doing things in style.
"Yes, they'll all fit in here very well!" he said. "And none of those nasty Gruppenhooses -- she might be up and coming, but if you tried to make out in view of one of her paintings, I'm sure you'd be struck by sudden impotence. Her's your tea!"