"The only other person who even came out this far with me was my dad who helped me move some stuff in and then left.  He never went into the kitchen.  I'm kind of concerned... but at the same time, what kind of intruder makes tea and then leaves?"  In her nervousness, she laughed a little at the connection she mentally drew between the words "tea" and "leaves".  It really wasn't so much of a humorous exchange as a nervous reason to laugh.<br/><br/>Do you think we should look around the rooms we haven't been in?"  Lucy asked hesitantly, smelling the tea like a royal taste-tester.