“No, no, I don’t mind waiting an extra ten minutes for the fresh batch of scones to come out of the oven, it’s no bother, really.”
“Oh, well to make the delay up to you, allow me to bring you an extra pot of complimentary tea.”
It would be rude to say no, wouldn’t it? Had a lovely, huge, sultana scone straight from the oven (still piping hot, as they should be) at a lovely little cafe in Ambleside today, overlooking a bubbling little steam. Took the time to compose an epistle to a very special young lady.