"I know how to make proper tea," he protested. Well, he knew how to make proper sweet tea. Which probably wasn't the same thing she was talking about.
Sam shook his head. "It's okay," he told her. "My family's so noisy, you can't barely hear yourself think. Dinnertime generally is about who can shout the loudest in attempt to get somebody to pass the potatoes or tell Momma about school."