Nah, you already gave me some good advice. Call that the favour I'm returning, alright?

[Is Satan picking up whatever jars and boxes and other goodies there might be on the counter while the tea steeps, rattling and examining the contents closely? Perhaps. He's paying attention still, honest!]

Besides, you didn't forget anything. I never told you who I was. But you did good by me once, and I wanted to come thank you! Kehehe. If you get kicks outta doing this sorta thing with strangers while it's quiet, then least I can do for you is hang out a bit longer without gettin' you fired, right?

What blend you got, anyway? I dunno shit about tea, but I like hearing anyway. Makes me feel smarter, if I know what I'm drinking.