The black tea shop.
Secluded Valley private room.
A faint tea fragrance fills the dimly lit room.
The woman making tea has thick eyebrows and big eyes, her wavy long hair tied up high with a single hairpin. She's wearing an elegant wrapped kimono that is both luxurious and graceful. In the misty haze, her face is rosy and her eyes shine brightly. Tiny droplets of water condense on her eyelashes, adding a touch of soft charm to her otherwise gallant presence.
Sitting across from the tea-making woman is Eleanor Spencer Atkinson, admiring her and nodding incessantly.
Sitting beside Eleanor is her aunt, Emma Price. She's on a discreet visit to River State without alerting anyone.
Emma leans in close to Eleanor's ear and whispers, "What do you think?"
Eleanor, with a smile and admiration in her eyes, says, "Good, very good," as she watches the woman making tea.
