"It doesn't have quite the same texture, does it?" she mused aloud and willed her mind to consider why that would be. Something to do with the ratio of proteins to water, perhaps. Mac would know. She always had been better at the sciences than Phryne.

"The coffee machine is terribly clever, though, and faster than a kettle." She glanced over to see what Dot had busied herself with. "Now how can you say you prefer the old way when you have yet to sample the new?"