You shouldn't inside. It's dangerous, and then you wouldn't be able to enjoy the cafe if you destroy it.

[But when he stands up, he realizes he hadn't touched the tea she took the trouble of making. Yikes. Now both of them are in a situation of feeling unintentionally disrespectful.

It's fine.

He takes the tea up and, despite sipping it being much better and appropriate, he throws it back to drink it in one, long go. He's strangely gentle when he puts the cup back down.]

It was good.

[And then he just turns to leave.]