Cookies and Tea

What kind of tea and cookies do you think should be introduce in the next stories? Let me know. For now, here is a scene that did not end up in a book.

Ritkin wrinkled his nose and turned to Brom. *The smells are strange.*

Brom sniffed the air smiled faintly and nodded. *Human food. It is easy for my youngster to eat.* Tugging the wagon, Brom led the way to the tea stand.

Ritkin watched the exchange of coin for goods and followed Brom and his youngster to the table. Everything here was strange. This contraption Starseth rode in, the humans prancing about as if equals, the market smells, the food. It is a wonder they had not changed the sky. How could they live in a place so foreign, so different and still call themselves dragons?

Brom sat on his tail, moving his youngster closertoghe table. *I got you a tea, and try a cookie. Starseth and I have come to appreciate these human foods.*

Ritkin passed his nose near and shuddered. It was so strange. He observed Brom and Starseth as they ate with enthusiare, pausing to drink the hot liquid. There were other dragons doing the same, some seated with humans. How could the counsel tolerate this? It was an abomination, to deliberately be so different was wrong!