I'd love a concoction of organic tea flowers. You place a dried flower in a glass teapot, add boiling water, and it opens up to a full bloom. Very delicately scented.

The fog is creeping in all right; I can barely see the squid. A mouse has just run in and scurried up the wall. It's hiding behind the brass plaque with the picture of William Shakespeare. All the cats are riveted with attention on it.