[ ELECTROCHEMISTRY- This is a new low for you. You are dead, in Hell, with access to all your carnal desires and no limits. And instead of *any* of that, you're *here*, getting *tea*.
VOLITION - Just because we might be in Hell (and that's still up for debate) doesn't mean we have to act like it. This is a good choice.

After the night he's been having - between getting beaten into a trash can and having to pry his wallet out of the claws of mean cats - this seems like the most normal place he could hope for. He doesn't think he's a tea man, but why restrict himself to what he thinks he is? He can be anything! He can even be a tea man with enough time to internalize it. First he has to actually have some tea, but there's definitely way more options than he assumed hot water with leaves would have.

He tilts his head away from the menu when who he assumes is a waitress comes up to him. The way she's dressed reminds him of that dragon robe the smoker's Sunday friend owned, only far classier. His lips twitch up into a smile. ]

Actually, I don't really know miss. What would be a good cup of tea to start with for someone whose never had any?