Bianca was only too glad to get the tea and focus on something else if only for a moment. She poured them both some tea and carried the cups over to the table. She wasn't nearly as focused on the tea as she'd have liked and so didn't even think to ask if Lavender wanted cream of sugar. Bianca wanted hers plain; she found the mint more palatable when it wasn't masked by anything else.
She sat down carefully after bringing out her own cards, but she set them down letting, Lavender take the lead. "It might me something minor, something connecting the people who are dreaming. Maybe something they have in common even if it's something really minor. That's the hard part, I think. Trying to figure out what random little thing might be the connecting factor." She turned her teacup round and round, her eyes on Lavender's cards.