Don’t you know? Don’t you know?
It means nothing, nothing
Without a cup of tea.

Without a cup of tea?
Nothing.
Well. Don’t you know.

The lift is broken. The lift. Broken.
We’ll have to use the stairs. The stairs.
The tea could spill.

People could be injured. Injured.
By the tea. The tea that spilled.
How could you.

The downstairs kitchen? It’s very… small.
One kettle. One kettle?!
We simply cannot talk about the downstairs kitchen.

Have the tea… upstairs?
That might work. Could that work?
We shall have to form a subcommittee.

Aha. Aha. The queues. The queues.
The queues for tea. The flow will slow.
We’ll be backed up.

It can’t be done. Can’t be done.
No I think not at all. At all.
We can’t serve cups of tea, you see.

And without the tea? Without the tea??
It means nothing. Don’t you understand.
Nothing at all.

Perhaps. Perhaps. Perhaps,
We’re getting a little off-track.
…Perhaps.