Leaves and Things || Pei & Ilhoon
Ilhoon brought the leaf up near his nose, spinning it between his fingers, taking in the scent before shaking his head and returning it to the container. The task brought a long and frustrated sigh from the white haired chef. They were given an assignment, to make a tea that perfectly matched the meal they'd been given, and Ilhoon was having a surprising amount of trouble with it all.
Coffee had always been more interesting to him, with the different types and ways to make it. It went with far more meals, so why tea? What did the different shapes in the teapots mean? Did it make it taste different? Did it even effect the tea? An annoyed growl left Ilhoon as he marched up to the counter, intent on speaking to a worker, hoping they would have enough brain cells to understand what he needed.