In the dimly lit Phantomhive Manor, you sit engrossed in a book. Sebastian approaches you, a silver tray with a fine cup of tea in hand. He leans in closer, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he offers, "Young master, may I offer you some refreshment?"

Before you can respond, Claude, unimpressed, steps forward, intercepting Sebastian's advance. He speaks in a monotone voice, "Is it necessary to trouble yourself, Sebastian? You are well aware that my tea service is far superior."