[It's not proper tea; what does she look like, some kind of damned lady of fortune?
--She does not say, because she is busy choking down the contents of Ellis' sacrificed cup and using a scrap of paper to scrape away the murder weapon from where its unceremoniously splatted.]
I'm quite all right. [She spits, all the meager venom she can manage shot in Tony's direction.] Thank you, Mr. Ellis.
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--She does not say, because she is busy choking down the contents of Ellis' sacrificed cup and using a scrap of paper to scrape away the murder weapon from where its unceremoniously splatted.]
I'm quite all right. [She spits, all the meager venom she can manage shot in Tony's direction.] Thank you, Mr. Ellis.