[ Claire can appreciate the note of wonder in his voice; she's met people from all sorts of places by now, and it's always a surprise to know what their home worlds have in common. ]

That we do, though we call it Earl Grey tea. There was a Prime Minister once, and it was his all he drank to the point it's what he was known for more than his politics. 'Bergamot' doesn't exactly roll off the tongue and so, the tea was named after him. It's one of my favorites, especially to add other things to.

[ She's pleased that he's happy with it and sits with him contently to chat. ]

There's nothing wrong with a bit of good-natured rivalry. Is it a battle of wits, then? Forgive me; I haven't asked Hilda much of this because we tend to get ourselves into conversations that veer in directions I didn't anticipate.

[ Claire says that with a fond smile, taking a sip of her tea. ]