"I am." Audrey responded, then dusted the powdered sugar from her hands before reaching forward and taking his to shake it. "Audrey. The pleasure's all mine." Her handshake was warm and strong, but not overpowering. And she released his hand so she could collect up his scone and his tea.
It was a proper cup, brewed with imported tea. She even used a timer to make sure she didn't over-steep it.