Kennedy stared down at the hot tea. He wasn't much of a tea person. The only time he drank tea was when he was sick, but other than that it was fruit juices like orange juice, apple juice, and so on. Gah, the tea didn't even smell nice, to his nose anyway.

He lifted the cup to his lips and blew on it and too a small sip. Ugh, this was like drinking medicine. He did NOT like medicine. With effort, and a lot of it, he drank every drop of tea in the cup until he could clearly see the tea leaves.