Evan Fairchild turned and walked to the computer.
Everyone had been spacing out, but when Evan Fairchild suddenly appeared, they all snapped to attention, ready for the meeting to resume.
"Alright, that's all for today's meeting." After speaking, Evan Fairchild shut down the video call and walked back over to Melody Monroe.
Melody Monroe stared at him, stunned.
"I'll show you how." Evan Fairchild took out the tea leaves. "My method is the simplest. My dad can't stand the way I make tea. He says it's completely unorthodox."
Melody Monroe just smiled. She was even more clueless when it came to tea.
"But," he added, "I've never seen him refuse a cup."
Evan Fairchild finished brewing the tea and handed a cup to Melody Monroe.
"Thank you." Melody Monroe accepted it and took a sip. "I'm even worse at distinguishing the flavors of tea. It all tastes the same to me."
