[Absolutely no idea, since she just saw you this morning. She sips her tea as well...and very nearly spits it back out again. It's probably not that hot since Shirley's already drinking it, but Fenimore's not used to it. She manages to swallow it, putting a hand over her mouth.] Th-that's hot! [A pause as she realizes how obvious that is, and then she tries to cover it up:] ...er than I expected.
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