"I'm going to have to set limits eventually, or he'll grow up even more spoiled than you." He grinned, enjoying the mindless banter as he quickly and efficiently made tea. He arranged a few treats on a tray, and soon enough was back in the living room.
Drew, of course, made a beeline for the chocolate covered biscuits, and Ben resigned himself to cleaning crumbs out of the carpet later. He poured Andrew a cup of tea, and then handed it over so his friend could prepare it the way he preferred. As for himself, he liked his tea black and sweet.
Ben had to laugh when Andrew mentioned his parents. "They had dinner last night. I'm sure they gossiped to their heart's content about us." Their parents really were ridiculous at times. "Oh, how did that case of not really Dragon Pox-Dragon Pox turn out for you? Did you find the real culprit?"