" I still don’t think—“ Philip begins, but Bea seizes the pot of tea from the center of the table and dumps it in his lap.
“Oh, I’m terribly sorry, Pip!” she says, grabbing him by the shoulders and shoving him, sputtering and yelping, toward the door. “So dreadfully clumsy. You know, i think all that cocaine I did must have really done a job on my reflexes! Let’s get you cleaned up, shall we? "

― Casey McQuiston , Red, White & Royal Blue