"Ok." He said bluntly, taking another good sip. He melted into the warmth. He had a long day and actually wasnt expecting Xolia for another week. Once he heard she had arrived, he dropped everything.

There was lots to be done, but for now, this tea was amazing.

She was actually quite surprised at how good the tea was. And it showed on her face.

He glanced from her, back down to his tea, smirking just a bit as he did. He set his cup down and starred at the light brown liqid inside.
"Good, eh kitten?"

" Yes. Surprisingly. " She took another sip, not looking at him.

"It one thing to underestimate and insult me but..."
He leaned in a bit, keeping his eyes on the kitchen...
"Do NOT insult the food or my cheif. Last time someone told him off, he put five whole ghost peppers in their food. Trust me, keep any sarcasm to yourself around this guy."

Atlas leaned back to his place, his smile fading as he realized the chief was staring at him.
"I think I need to write my will really quick..."

Xolia glanced at the chef, then looked back at Atlas and began laughing softly.

"D-dont laugh. This is s-serious! I'm a dead man!" Atlas whispered. His voice was cracking towards the end.
"This man doesnt mess around....and he knows all of my allergies. Do you understand how scary that is?"

" I don't, truly. " She laughed a bit more, then stopped. " No one ever cared enough to learn all of my allergies, besides my mother. So hey, lucky me. How unfortunate for you. "

His face straightened out as he shot a suprised look at her.
"He really does need to know about alergies so he can avoid them. He would never actually poisen or otherwise taint my and my guest's meals. If you dont want to share, you dont have to, but it makes cooking easier for him."

" im not allergic to any food. Unless he puts flower petals in his meals, ill be fine. "