Farrah, good morning! [Hester chirps from...across the room? She's still behind her desk but looks like she's in the middle of hanging some kind of framed poster on the back wall of her office. Her back is to Farrah but it's still noticeable that she sounds...less authentically upbeat than usual, even a bit strained.]

Do you want some tea? It's still hot and I have honey and oat milk and sugar- or I can probably find some coffee if you'd prefer that. Or I can get some ice and make it iced tea. Or iced coffee. Hot water with lemon?