"Ah, there’s the silver lining," he smiled. "Do you have a kettle or am I brewing it with tea leaves?" Remus looked about the place, trying to discern one or the other.
"There’s a kettle in the cupboard behind you and there should be a variety of teas too. I’ll drink any kind so just pick which one you feel like having." She gestured to the cupboard with her hand then went back to filing.