No tea would ever be able to beat Chachamaru's, but Evangeline was having a craving for the stuff. Perhaps her standards were a bit high; it was hard to beat a robot programmed to perfection to perform Japanese tea ceremony flawlessly, right down to the balance of taste and aroma in the tea. She couldn't even really ever drink much of it, but, still, she ordered some of the jasmine with the ostentatious name.
"Probably won't get that far," Evangeline said with a frown that, for a change, actually emphasized her youthful, childlike image. "But I'll keep that in mind..."
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