"Sounds like a good student for you, then. You probably don't have cups, seeing as how whatever you drink either comes in a can or a bottle." Mary teased him, with a sly smile on her face.
She removed the lid from the cut up potatoes so the starch wouldn't boil over and make a mess. She prodded them with a fork, and stirred to make sure they were cooking evenly. With that done, she grabbed her glass of wine and took a small sip.