"Valoren, if you will, or Val, if you like to keep things simple," His pleasant face beamed with satisfaction, "and yes is a mix of fresh earl grey along with a pinch of english breakfast as well as a tid bit of jasmin, for flare that is."<br/>He again lifted his cup softly to his lips, with a thoughtful silent sip.<em>Indeed, what kind of butler would slurp rapaciously at tea, like a common animal?</em>Valoren's eyes flickered in the gloom of the inn room, just a glint of crimson as he gazed at the pair, he began to puzzle if one of them would want to form a contract, not that they had shone themselves to be worthy of it.