Tessa nodded as her father indicated she should get them drinks and rose up to head into the kitchen. Just inside the door she strained to listen to what they might say and if Miss Connolly would start to behave submissively to her dad's natural dominance. He had seen her teacher, seen inside of her, it seemed like. He was certain he knew she would respond to him.<br/><br/>Her dad wanted to see what he could glean from Miss Connolly and that was fine with Tessa. She took her time. Checking on dinner a bit for him. Glasses were put on a tray and ice quietly placed. Tessa pulled out a jug of iced tea she'd brewed earlier and poured it out. She waited another moment before returning, wanting to give them a few moments.<br/><br/>Finally she reentered the living room and put the try down on the coffee table. "If you prefer it, we have lemon, Miss Connolly." Tessa offered with a little smile and looked to her father to see if she needed to do anything else or if she could tell how it was going.