After dubbing herself a nerd, Anton could only laugh at her self-deprecation. “I had no idea that tea could be so, er, complicated,” he said. “And to think, here I was, just brewing my Earl Grey or Irish blend and enjoying it with a splash of milk and a pinch of sugar.”<br/><br/>Smiling at her exuberance of the hot beverage, he added, “And I have absolutely no idea who this Matri-somebody is and her family. I just drink the stuff. And since you’re having yours with honey, I’ll have mine with that sweet, sweet goo, too, please.”<br/><br/>They were just about done with clean-up duty as Anton noticed the kettle of water nearing its desired temperature. He focused on Stella saying that the water should never boil. Since she obviously knew her tea, he wouldn’t interfere with her process.