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[quote_gentle_unquote]

Susan is still struggling, but she's established a little routine, specific to Dark: every morning, she goes to her favorite room - the one with all the rugs - and retrieves several bottles of alcohol. These, she ferries down to the cafe and arranges them on a corner table, where she sits for the next hour or so, passing bottles to anyone who needs a full one, and measures from the bottles to anyone who would prefer just a drink or two. By now, she's got a sense of the regulars, their preferences (though she cannot always accommodate these - it really is the queerest assortment of libations), and how much they require, but she always brings an extra bottle or two just in case.

Today, she's tireder than normal, and moving slowly. Her tea was running low, and so she's rationing it. She's even on the verge of capitulating and getting a cup of coffee to tide herself over.


[Primarily intended for Dionysus and Lan Wangji, but if anyone wants to play out the awkwardness of the daily alcohol retrieval I'm all in!]

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[quote_gentle_unquote]

"What does yours look like?"

[lightbearinglord]

"The leaves are compressed into a cake." He has a little left, but not much. It is not strictly a necessity, but so many of his routines are half in tatters this month that it would be a comfort.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Is it packaged in anything?"

[lightbearinglord]

With some genuine confusion, Lan Wangji turns back to face her properly. "Such as?"

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Are the cakes wrapped in paper or cloth, for example? I'm trying to build a mental image so I know if I've seen them."

[lightbearinglord]

"I believe the mansion supplies them because I expected it to when I arrived. They typically appear in my tea caddy." Obviously, this is not currently the case.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"So I shall assume the answer is 'no?'"

[lightbearinglord]

"No," Lan Wangji agrees. "When I purchased such things at home, the merchant would fill the tea caddy I carried with me."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

Susan tilts her head. "And what does a tea caddy look like?"

[lightbearinglord]

He is a little surprised at the extent of her apparent interest, but not displeased. "I can show you, if you can wait."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"I can wait." She's got at least thirty minutes more of just sitting here waiting for men to get their drinks.

[lightbearinglord]

Lan Wangji nods to her, then, and turns to go. There are small things for which to be grateful; the mansion has not taken away gifts already given. Upstairs, he tidies the bed Wei Ying has left in disarray, opens the curtains to let some weak light into the room, and assembles the components of his usual tea service.

When he returns to the café, he is balancing a bamboo tray in one hand. It bears a dark blue ceramic tea caddy, a white porcelain teapot patterned with blue clouds, and two matching teacups.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Oh, that's lovely," Susan breathes, looking at the service. She sighs, though, as she gazes at the caddy. It doesn't ring any bells.

[lightbearinglord]

This doesn't surprise Lan Wangji, and so he accepts it without comment. He sets the tray at the corner of her table and opens the caddy. A small amount of tea does remain. He glances at Susan. "Would you like some?"

[quote_gentle_unquote]

Susan glances at it. It looks heavenly. "Yes," she says, honestly. "But we're low enough right now. Perhaps I ought to stick to my sachets and you to your caddy until the stores have replenished."

[lightbearinglord]

Susan has a point, and Lan Wangji can appreciate the need for frugality and practicality at a time like this. He returns the lid to the tea caddy, just a hint of a troubled expression crossing his face. "After this month has passed," he says, "I can serve you tea."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"And I shall take it gladly," says Susan.

[lightbearinglord]

There's something heartening about that. Lan Wangji barely knows Susan, and he is a little surprised at himself for having extended the offer, but not regretful. That's another way in which he is not quite the man he was when he arrived at this mansion. "There is nothing else you need?" he asks, looking back to her. "You have enough food to see you through?"

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Oh yes. Between Bacchus and Magnus seeing to produce and the hunters and fishers bringing in meat, our stores from the tower and things lingering in the pantry ought to be enough."

[lightbearinglord]

He takes this in with relief, although his expression does not change. "Good." Arguably, he could be hunting -- he is good with a bow -- but Wei Ying is better, and he is privately relieved at the excuse not to kill animals himself.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Are you getting enough to eat?"

[lightbearinglord]

"I need very little," Lan Wangji assures her. "My golden core can sustain me." Doubtless, Shen Yuan and Luo Binghe do not need to eat all just now, thanks to their unreasonably augmented cultivation, but his is high enough to earn him several days of inedia at a time.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"So you are getting enough, for what you need?" Susan makes a mental note to re-calculate their amounts with this knowledge, later.

[lightbearinglord]

"Wei Ying and I will both make it through without issue." Strictly speaking, Wei Ying could be eating less than he is, but Lan Wangji refuses to let him go so long without a hot meal.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Very good."