[ It is definitely why Jefferson hired him. Look at your boss, Cassian: he's a hot mess on two legs. But... at least he's a well-dressed mess? ]

I don't care about profits. It's really more the principle of the matter, this being a tea shop and all. [ He does, however, like the idea of Emma paying him more after the grief she's given him! So, that brings a little smile to his face, even as he totally misses the point on that remark about pettiness. ]

You think she's suffering? [ After all, EMMA'S THE PETTY ONE HERE. Jefferson waves off that thought with a dismissive hand. ] What if I upcharged the cocoa? Made it more expensive than the tea?

[ Yeah, so much for not caring about profit. ]