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The first time Martin Davis met Taniyama Mai, he thought her spunky and cute but hardly the kind of person he would have assumed Noll to associate with. Luella would love her though. His excuse for being in Japan was to survey the functionality and success of the JSPR when in reality he was there to visit is only remaining son. Unfortunately his wife was unable to come with him due to a charity event she was organizing.

That being said when he walked through the door of SPR on a lovely Saturday in spring he was greeted with a cheerful door chime and an equally cheerful "Hello"- in Japanese of course. Having been expecting my arrival Noll appeared behind his assistant and ushered me into his office with a curt nod and "Father." Only to be followed with "Mai, tea."

The girl amusingly grouched at Noll but gave Martin her dazzling smile and asked him politely if he would like any as well. To which he declined, not needing the caffeine boost with his jetlag then set about a preliminary discussion about the business side of his visit. It was decided that Martin would stay and observe them until the completion of a case.

The next morning was a saturday and Martin arrived bright and early with a steaming thermos of earl gray and a briefcase with all of the office away from office supplies he could need.

"Good Morning Noll," Martin greeted his son cheerfully. "Morning Lin."

"Professor," Lin acknowledged with an incline of the head before retreating to his office.

"Father," Noll stood in his office doorframe with his hands in his pocket looking like the definition of stoicism. "We have two scheduled clients today, one at 10:30 and the other at 2:15. You may use whatever space you feel most comfortable in to work." He then pointed over to one of the desks in the front of the main room. "Yasuhara is taking vacation leave so his desk is free if you wish to use that."

"When does your other assistant arrive?" Martin asked, a little curious. He didn't expect to allow an employee to have mornings off on the weekend.

"In approximately one two three minutes depending on if she trips on the sidewalk maintenance outside or if the shop owner below us opens on time," Noll obviously didn't see anything strange about this information like his father seemed too as they stared at each other. Martin sat with a confused look on his face as he looked at his son.

And as if on cue the door jingled and the russet haired girl came in panting as if she just ran the whole way here.

"Mai, you're 6 minutes late," Noll said, diverting his attention from his father to the girl and crossed his arms.

"Sorry Naru, I ended up helping Mrs. Haru down stairs with her trash," she said when she regained her breath. She looked up at Noll.

"Mai, I don't pay you to take Mrs. Haru's trash out," Noll hashed, turning towards his office. "Mai, tea," he said finally walking into his office with a satisfied smirk on his face

The girl, Martin noted, gave an indignant huff and stuck her tongue out at Noll behind his back before storming off to the kitchen leaving the older gentleman at a bit of a loss. He found his son's behaviour contrary to what he was used to. He knew that Noll was fond of tea but over the course of the day he seemed to call Mai for tea around every 45 minutes. It was excessive even for Noll. Each time he called the girl would storm out of his office muttering angrily to herself. He couldn't help but observe that his son's behavior seemed deliberate; like he enjoyed making the girl mad.

Martin didn't end up taking the girl's offer for tea until the first client came. She didn't even ask him - just placed tea cups down in front of everyone in the room. He noted that Noll didn't really start the interview until after he had taken a sip of the tea and the slightly hysterical client took one as well. The effect was immediate, the older woman's shoulders relaxed and the tightness around her brows loosened.

While listening to the woman regale us with instances of knocking sounds and flickering lights Martin took a sip of the tea he had been handed. He was swept up in the aroma and taste. It had a rich robust flavor of the black tea with bergamot oil, a soothing note of lavender and a strong, but not overpowering, hint of sweet apple that rounded out the bitterness of the bergamot.

It wasn't until he had finished his tea did he atune himself to the interview. Unfortunately for him he only caught the end.

"I'll have my assistant refer you to an electrician and a plumber. If you the disturbances do not cease afterwards you know how to contact us."

The woman, although obviously not please with the outcome of the interview accepted the card Mai handed her with their referrals. She left with a half hearted "thank you" and Mai saw her out graciously.

As soon as the door closed Noll called for tea. This time Martin made sure she included him.

I don't know where this idea came from but I hope you enjoy the first part of it.

For those of you who are reading What Can't Be Unseen. Don't worry I'm still gonna finish it.

Please let me know what you think.