"It surely wouldn't kill somebody here to try and grow tea plants indoors..." She sighs, hands planted on her hips as she scans the rather... scant selection of bag tea left over on the shelves of the Food Market. "That Calhoun boy and his poor timing was a godsend, but now they want an arm and a leg for simple black tea? I've hardly got the sugar and honey for pastries and tarts, much less making this sweet." She sighs, placing it into her basket anyway. It's then she spots a box of white tea- set high up on a shelf and pushed to the back. She's not likely to reach it herself, but maybe- "Excuse me, sweetheart, would you mind lending me a hand quickly? There's one last box of white tea on the top of the shelves here, and I chose today not to wear my heels. It goes much better with the herbs from my garden for cough medicine for the little ones- could you help me get it down?"
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