"Hmm," Grace sipped her own cup of tea (milk AND sugar) and pretended to ponder the question. Tea brewing time was automatic knowledge, but he was doing that fake polite thing and she understood that she'd chosen the MOST dull conversation topic of all time. "Three minutes, if you don't want the citrus notes. Five if you do. For Earl Grey, specifically."

She leaned in to look at the designs in the first binder. What was she looking for? Nothing, because she couldn't afford to even touch this binder at the moment. "I'm an art student, so my aesthetic is modern, artistic... nothing too busy or frou-frou."