"It's a pleasure to have you over," Alvaro said with a smile, holding his teacup to his lips. He blew the hot contents, took a sip and nodded in approval. "Tasty, I always brew my own tea, have a taste and tell me what you think." He gestured at his guest who had done nothing but smile.
"Tea isn't my thing," Mila refused the offer, but still picked up the teacup and twirled it around. "But I find it rather amazing that you can brew your own tea here at home. It's fascinating really."
Alvaro chuckled mirthlessly, shaking his head. "Why? Do you think it's weird?" he asked.
"Not at all," Mila replied, dropping the teacup. "I'm not one to judge what I don't understand, instead I'm curious. Why do you brew it here?"
Alvaro hummed, "What can I say? I really like you, Milagros, when you get curious and want to learn." He gave Mila a thumbs up before he continued.
