James startled as Felicia entered the room. He had hoped to leave the room before she arrived, but allas it didn't happen. He kept his eyes politely on the floor, not wishing to offend her. He spoke softly," yes mistress. And I'm not sure mistress. One of the little cooks asked me to bring it up. She did not specify the tea type." His right hand held his left wrist in front of him. He didn't look up unless told to, not wanting to mean any disrespect. He remained perfectly still, waiting for another question or to be dismissed.