"...In a cup." Alec answered after a moment of thought. "Just make it the same as your own."
He didn't know what kind the chimera was making and, truth be told, his knowledge of tea was vanishingly thin. He knew that there were people that claimed to be able to determine someone's personality and general history from how they took their tea... But if it was an actual skill, it wasn't one that Alec had.
He watched attentively as Nedzu busied himself with a little box of tea leaves and a kettle that sat on an electric base. Nedzu didn't add any sugar or honey but he did indulge with a heavy amount of milk.
The small creature hummed happily as he brought a cup on a saucer over to where Alec sat and offered it to him. Alec held the gently steaming cup under his nose.
Floral. Citrusy. Kind of peppery. It smelled great, really.
Alec took a sip.
And it was disgustingly bitter, as he'd expected.
"You know, most humans simply cannot stand how I take my tea." Nedzu admitted after he'd crawled up and into his chair. "At this point, I've taken to thinking it may be a difference in taste buds."
"Probably." Alec admitted as he took another sip. The milk in it did help to temper the flavor to something reasonably palatable. "I know most people prefer to only have a little tea with their sugar."
Once upon a time, multiple life-times ago, Alec had been married. He remembered his wife then had loved bubble tea. Full of different jellies and beans. It hadn't been bad, the times he'd shared it with her.
Sweet, though. Even the 'Light' option had been incredibly sweet.
"A terrible habit." Nedzu remarked, sipping at his own cup. Well, for the small creature those sips were more like large gulps. "There are so many flavors to be enjoyed that are too subtle to taste under such circumstances."
"I suppose so." Alec didn't exactly agree. He also didn't disagree. He lacked any such comprehensive knowledge. "But are you able to taste them?"
"Absolutely!" And that didn't help narrow down Nedzu's species at all. "That's a very good question, actually. Your telling Yagi that I may in fact be a weasel was quite inspired."
"Hmm..." Alec hummed, buying himself a moment as his bilocation duplicate crept invisibly through the home of the director of the Hero Public Safety Commission. Nedzu had been so kind as to offer him an alibi, after all. "It doesn't quite match the body shape but it does fit the face and tail."
"So it does." Nedzu didn't smile but he seemed to sit up a bit straighter. "Still, not quite right. Would you care to try again?"
"No, I'm good." Alec could live with a bit of mystery. Dedicating hours upon hours to figuring out something that didn't have any impact on him... Well, he lacked the paranoia to do that too much these days. "What did you want to talk to me about?"
"...I understand you've been picking up part-time work around Tokyo." Nedzu stated, pulling his computer closer to himself. "Your employers often had rather good things to say about your work, too."
"I do have a reasonable amount of skill involving repair work. Things have changed throughout the years but a leaky pipe is a leaky pipe." Honestly, Alec hadn't even needed to use Repair or Mending as much as he'd expected. A lot of times, the work he'd found just involved getting dirty or working hard. "Some basic know-how and a willingness to figure things out on the spot is surprisingly valuable."
If Nedzu had been expecting Alec to be disturbed that the chimera was keeping tabs on him, he was going to be disappointed. Alec had worked under Batman, Nedzu's paranoia didn't compare at all.
Alec sipped his tea as he stared into Nedzu's beady little eyes. Meanwhile, Alec was also unplugging every appliance in the Director's home and going through her mail. He didn't find anything incriminating but he also really wasn't expecting to. Naoko Yui was a politician, not some rank amateur.
Ideally, he would actually be tracking down a black market broker known as Giran but Alec ran into more than a few roadblocks on that quest. He didn't remember the man's actual name, so Scrying didn't work well. The underworld itself was in something of a silent panic, too. It seemed someone had taken out the Yakuza and now every criminal element with more than three brain cells was running quiet.
"You might be surprised at how difficult that lesson is to instill in our students." Nedzu muttered, likely intentionally loud enough to be heard. "Alec, tell me. What would you think if I offered you a job?"
"I think I'm not qualified." Alec fired off without a second of hesitation. "One of your school's major points of pride is that you're fully staffed by licensed heroes."
"Very true!" Nedzu didn't quite chirp but his voice had definitely risen in pitch. "And if I told you that I might be interested in employing a secretary?"
"Well, first off, I am definitely not pretty enough for the position." Alec sent the rat half a grin, keeping his mouth shut. "Second... I'd suggest someone that would clash with your reputation. Someone sweet, kind and only terrifying if properly roused. Perhaps Midoriya Inko?"
Alec would hate to lose her as a babysitter for Eri but he was still happy enough to try and send the woman a little good luck.
"Who also does not have a hero license." Nedzu observed, taking another long sip of his terrible tea.
"You opened that door." Alec countered, drinking his own disgustingly bitter beverage.
"So I did." Nedzu agreed quietly. "Well, if you're not interested in such a position, may I ask how you plan to procure a more stable means of funding yourself?"
"I've got a few ideas." Alec admitted before he set his cup down on the desk in front of himself and reached into his jacket to extract a few folded sheets of paper. They were gently unfolded and then placed across from the chimera.
The top page, in large print, said 'Prestidigitation'.
"One option, I could sell powers." Which was slightly disingenuous. Spells were a bit more than just 'Powers'. They could open the door to entire fields of research, potentially change the balance of power entirely.
"I... See..." Nedzu crawled across his desk and shuffled the top page to the side so he could get at the actual contents. "And your other idea?"
"Well, I know a method of making Metallic Hydrogen. Once I get one metastable sample, I could manufacture more." Nedzu looked up in confusion at Alec's admission. "Supposedly has the properties of a room-temperature superconductor. I checked the prices of gold and platinum but someone bottomed out the value on those."
"You... Have access to such precious metals?" Nedzu couldn't seem to decide if he wanted to read what was in front of him or press Alec about how he had such valuable materials.
"I -am- a dragon." Alec countered, finally grinning and showing off a mouthful of sharp teeth. "And I know a thing or two about treasure."
Like what he'd just found under the Madame Director's bottom drawer of her wardrobe. Today was looking to be a very, very good day.
At least, for him.