[[Like a bee to a brightly coloured flower, Bakura had yet again been drawn back to he tea table to try yet another cup. He gave a smile to the blond, recognizing him, but not at all expecting to be recognized in return (since after all, last time they had spoken, they had both been robots, and the time before that, the blond really hadn't been himself but a zombie. Bakura took a moment to reflect on just how strange his life was in the City before turning his attention back to the present).]]
*sadly does not*
Aah, that one smells nice! Which tea is that?