Bruce absently took the cookie from Leah while he...

Huh, he'd gotten distracted for a second there. He was... oh, right. "If you mean a kettle, it's right in front of your face. If you mean a teapot? I don't have one. Make the tea in the cup."

He took a bite of the cookie and made a face. Weird tasting thing, but now he'd taken a bite out of politeness sake and if he surreptitiously set it aside, oh well.