The air around the two men grew more tense than ever. Andre leaned forward and looked at Theo piercingly. "Could you repeated what you just said,"he growled lowly. Theo assessed the young man and calmly drank his tea. He had seen it all in the years he had worked. He placed his antique china cup on its own tray and poured himself some tea from a matching antique kettle. His every move methodical and precise. He had seen it all! There was no way the young man staring daggers at him would faze him.
He sipped his tea then faced Andre again. The latter had been watching him, his precise movements and downright dismissal of his urgencyin repeating what he had said. 'They really are alike' he thought as he tried to maintain his composure again. "Should I repeat myself"? Theo's voice intruded his his mind again. He looked up and stared at him again. "I suppose so," Theo continued," How much does your wife need in order to divorce you,"? He asked again.