[ Valmont isn't in the mood for visitors. He really isn't. He's been through way too much crap in the past few days - plane crashes, animal attacks, bad fashion, you name it. The only thing he intends by answering the door is to tell this caller to leave him alone.

And all that melts straight away once he hears Ferdinand's offer of tea. ]

You are the sole person I've met in this ludicrous world who has their priorities straight.

[ He steps aside from the door, implicitly inviting Ferdinand in, though he doesn't actually say anything to that effect. ]

Hot tea, I presume? None of that iced American nonsense.