"Now, that's simply unfair of you, to have two legends about you, madame," teased V, who had somehow spirited an extra cup onto the table and filled it with tea, adding lemon and cream, with one lump. "Save some for those of us who strive to make one name for our cause!" He stirred the tea daintily before setting the spoon aside and appeared a straw from possibly his jacket pocket. He ran the straw through the mask's marginal mouth hole and took a sip of the tea. As absurd as it may have seemed, there was good reason for it.
"Music is the lifeblood of society, I'm convinced," V explained once he'd pulled the bendy straw from the lips of the mask, and set down the cup. "And evolves as we do. I am a fan of it all."