"True, true." Oliver nodded, glancing at the runestone in longing. He wanted that on-demand tea. After a few moments, he turned back towards Maddie and grinned, taking her hand. "But, you're the best tea maker. I couldn't ever replace you."
"That's right," Maddie smile, "And when we fine my father we can ask him to make one, but he might tell you the same thing."
"I met your father a couple times, but I'm not sure if he likes me very much." Oliver sighed, blowing strands of dark hair out of his face.
"Right," She looked away, "You really don't know my father at all and you never met the rest on my family."