"Meh. One of many good reasons to move back to San Fransisco." Zee made a face. She had no intention whatsoever of going back, but she did miss her old town sometimes. "Personally, I always thought the colonists just got sick of tea. But there is something about an English accent." She grinned, conjuring a second mug for him with a nonsensical-sounding murmur and filling it from the insulated carafe. "I mean, come on, you could be living in Timbuktu, right? But who impresses anybody just by talking like a West African?"