"Thank you for coming to tea, Mister Konoha," Mary said in her soft voice, leaning over to fill his cup with tea. Konoha tilted his head at her, seeming a little baffled by her sudden shift to formal language, and she almost broke character to giggle. But in the end he just nodded, reaching for the cup with utmost care, as if afraid he might crush it.
Kido had asked her to keep Konoha distracted for awhile; apparently he was making a nuisance of himself by being underfoot while she was cooking. Mary had been at a bit of a loss, but if she was good at anything, she was good at making tea, so she thought a tea party might be a good idea.
She'd really gotten into her role too, changing into her nice dress and setting the table in the main room with the cute new cups they'd bought just the other day. A plate of cucumber sandwiches sat on a doily in the middle of the table, and she could see Konoha eyeing them ravenously. With a dimpled smile- she hadn't expected the sandwiches to go over so well- Mary offered the plate to him, and he reached out, commenting in an almost mournful voice, "These sandwiches are very small."