Al wasn't in the room when I came back—probably getting someone to bring us a warm drink—so I hurriedly put on my nightgown and a different dry robe for warmth and sat on a couch by the fire with my hair wrapped in a towel turban.
"What on earth are you wearing?"
I turned and saw Al holding a tea tray complete with doughnuts with a very confused look on his face. Right. He had probably never seen a towel turban before.
"This helps dry my hair faster. It's a trick from the countryside."
"The countryside sounds like a very interesting place," he said while setting the tray down.
"No hot chocolate?" I asked with a crestfallen expression on my face.
This was tea! Al knew I didn't like tea so why…?
"Apparently this kind of tea is meant to prevent colds. I expect you to drink two cups."
"Two?!"
