[ He comes back with one coffee - with packets of creamer and sugar in his hand, because he hadn't checked with her first - and one herbal tea, which, shockingly, had come from the same pot as the regular tea. Which Gar is pretty sure is the same pot as had the coffee this morning.

These people need help. Maybe he'll offer his services.

Anyway he comes back to the table and sits, putting her cup in front of her and dropping all the creamer-sugar packets on the table. ]

I didn't know how you like it...

But, yeah, it probably won't make a difference anyway. At least it's hot. So, um, is there anyone you know here?