Sephiroth: *grunts* No they don’t… I washed them yesterday, they shouldn’t stink at all. *pulls his feet back from her, then stands up, heading over to the table to call room service. He promptly orders a large pot of piping hot tea along with some sugar and a small milk jug, also asking for them to place two teacups on the tray with the rest of the order. He hangs up once again and heads back to sit down in the chair near the fire* It’s not sugary, or strange tasting. You shouldn’t mind it.
