It's Not Coffee

*sips from mug*
      "This coffee tastes weird."
*takes another sip*

 

* casually sips drink*
      "That's probably because it's not coffee."

 

*violently spits out sip*
      "Then what is it?!"
*looks into cup like it holds poison*

 

*waves hand nonchalantly in the air*
      "Oh, a little bit of this and  a little bit of that, and maybe some cinnamon."

 

*narrows eyes*
      "Are you trying to poison me? Again?"
*leans in close*

 

*leans back and adopts a look of hurt shock*
      "Me, poison you? Why in the stars would I do that? I'm offended that you would think that of me! "
*silent pause*
      "What do you mean 'again'?"

 

*stares in silence*
      "You tried to do it last month."

 

      "Oh.”
*looks down at hands, wrapped around cup*
      “ That."

 

      "Yes. That."

 

     "Um……."
*silence*

 

*leans back in chair and crosses arms*
     "Well?"

 

*looks up with sheepish look*
     "I'm sorry?"

 

*deadpan look*
     "You say that like it's a question.

 

      "It was an accident! It was meant for that stupid bard."

 

 *purses lips*
     "Mhmm."
*sits upright again and takes another sip*
     "So what is it, if it's not coffee?"

 

     "Tea, mostly."
*casually sips drink*

 

 *glances down at cup (half raised) and then back up*
     "Mostly?"

 

*glances away*
     "I may or may not have added a dash of nightshade to yours."
*sips from cup*

 

 *chair clatters to the floor*