[ The reheating of tea is a delicate job in times of water rationing, so his attention is tugged briefly back to the pan. Half to make sure everything's going according to the very complex plan of put liquid in pan, wait for liquid to be hot, and partly to give her the room to inspect without being watched in return. ]
I was.
[ Attention back with her now, on his way from one task to the next. ]
Stephen Strange. I'm one of the owners of the bar. Do you want some?
[ He asks, on his way to fetch a mug from the cupboard, tilting his head back in the direction of the pan on the stove top. ]
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I was.
[ Attention back with her now, on his way from one task to the next. ]
Stephen Strange. I'm one of the owners of the bar. Do you want some?
[ He asks, on his way to fetch a mug from the cupboard, tilting his head back in the direction of the pan on the stove top. ]