Jacob nearly dropped the box of loose leaf tea he was holding. "Uhhhhhhhhhhh-" he said, the sound almost like an engine trying to start, but dying mid-gasp. He stuck his head out of the kitchen and then sort of quick-walked to the entryway to see a woman he didn't know, chatting to his brother.
He still had a teapot in his hands.
"H-hello," he said, trying not to show how scared he really was of Fairytales. But he did want to listen. He did want to get to know this knew version of her. "Uhm. Come in, I was making tea," he said, holding up the teapot.