He sat down next to his best friend, automatically shifting so that the tea didn't spill.
She looked up at him, her eyes rimmed with red and her skin blotchy, with a look in her eyes that screamed heartbreak but mixed with love and gratitude: "Tea?"
"Tea makes everything better, darling," he said, handing her the tea, "even idiots breaking up with you--I mean, you still have me and you have tea, so it can't be too bad."