"Oh, certain Sith I've known took it very very seriously. I probably wouldn't riot upon being served a bad cup myself, though I have found myself getting pickier and pickier in my old age," Altair joked, though he was hardly so old. Still, when he'd first become Sith, he would have been happy to be given a glass of water. A cup of tea would have been unheard of, other than perhaps if he'd stolen it. As he'd climbed in rank though, he had gotten used to some finer things in life, like a good cup of tea.

When it came to alcohol he definitely preferred the cheaper stuff though.

Though he drank caf more often than anything else these days. Much as he enjoyed tea, it often distracted him, as he found himself wanting to properly enjoy it, rather than let it sit on his desk and grow cold, like he allowed his caf to do. And alcohol he only drank on special occasions.

"How do you usually like your tea?"