"Of course! I would be delighted," he exclaimed, glad for the opportunity to present someone he thought so highly of with a cup of his finest tea. It was a socially acceptable way for him to show his regard for someone, and he wasn't about to turn down the chance to spend more time with Manuela Casagranda. She could probably keep him fascinated even while they watched paint dry together.

But then, he frowned at his misfortune, looking at the missing faucet. "...Ah, but I will need to go down the hall to fetch the water." No princess of his would be drinking bathroom sink water, not so long as he had breath in him. He grabbed his kettle from the cabinet and turned back to her, managing another smile. "Can you wait here? I will only be gone for but a few seconds."

Hopefully, during that time, no more articles of clothing would disappear. It might be a more interesting tea party than both of them generally preferred if that happened.