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That was it…he was in the midst of a round of banter between the other two, there clearly a high level of familiarity between them which Noah totally understood. And the minister knew just how to get his senior undersecretary to stand down. Cookies. Which the young man easily put together as the product of the infamous cookie-baking Kurumi that his father told him about. So, he could understand the tactic as it was being used given how good they were supposed to be. Ms. James can have them…for now. But he should certainly be allowed to try one at some point, even if he had to sneak it later.
As for the tea, he could handle the sugars, even if honey was his preferred sweetener in his tea most of the time. But oat milk…oat milk was a new thing. Something Noah wasn’t sure what to make of, though judging by his immediate boss’ reaction, it wasn’t the best addition to a mug of tea. At least from her perspective. The personal assistant swallowed and looked between the two of them trying to think of how to respond in this situation. The whole finding a balance between doing his duty of keeping the minister happy and keeping the minister safe.
Where did oak milk fall?
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