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It's the tea mothership
I'm doomed.

I know more or less exactly where that is. It's a tolerable walk from the bus stop; not as far as Whole Foods. They sell Cream Earl Grey. Cream Earl Grey that I can have in my hands without having the mailman get grouchy at me. They have, really, a shitload of tea.

Oh dear. Oh, dear. Unless they're total assholes, they'll probably be seeing a lot of me.

Curse you, teafortwo.