To those that knew him Jonathan's tastes were no easier to predict than those of a stranger. Nevertheless, he remained calm and polite as the scones were delivered to him fresh from the oven, along with pots of fresh cream and apricot jam, the perfect compliment to the dark tea he preferred. He laid the newspaper out as he settled into the most important tast of dining, slathering the warm scones with fresh cream and fruit preserves as he sought to awaken his senses before their arrival. His sharp teeth sliced through the baked dough, each meticulous mouthful carefully chewed before he let it pass down his throat with a sip of hot tea.<br/><br/>The new appointment was rather unlike his customary breakfast, or even his habitual careers, for he was far from a tutor by nature. Nevertheless he devoted his time to the task at hand, crystalline fangs glistening with every sip and spoken word as he sought the sense of it all. He occupied himself without worry or concern, wielding the knife deftly to slather the scones in rich cream and fruit preserves.