Safara gave the girl a big smile. ''Oh.. No, I am not Lady Zhao..'' she said before the girl left and after they had been guided to their seats. ''Please.. Call me Safara.. My mother was Lady Zhao'' she said and closed her eyes for a short moment. ''I am his daughter.. but, you probably did know that already'' she said. She looked at the tea and treats. ''You have worked so hard.. I would almost expect the Firelord and his family to come'' she said and smiled again at the girl before she left. 

Safara and her father sat down and drank from the tea. After one sip of the tea Safara tried not to spit it out.. She stood up and smiled at her father. Walking to the door of the kitchen she had the girl seen going trough. ''Ehm.. Can I ask something? Please, don't be shocked, I mean you both no harm or something and I am not thinking about saying anything bad about the tea house my mother loved'' she said and bowed to them. ''I even wanna thank you for the incredible tea and treads.. But.. Do you still have the rosemary-strawberry tea? That one is the one my mother loved dearly and once a month she came here for cup.. The tea my father likes.. is me a little to spicy'' she says with a smile.