Balanced option.

From the moment Professor Justinios Drake received approval to use the Thracken Observatory near the Corellian North Pole he was curious if he’d experience his first snowfall. Six days passed without event but that changed his final evening upon the planet. As the twilight hour commenced a blizzard descended upon the scientific outpost.

Allowing himself a break from scanning distant galaxies, Justinios marched outside to view the snowfall first hand. There was not any weather back home on the middle levels of Coruscant so a snowfall was a truly new experience. As soon as his reptilian eyes saw the white flakes something inside of Justinios clicked. Without hesitation he climbed onto a large snow drift. The logical, scientifically driven portion of his mind begged him to stop the silliness.

This is just frozen, crystallized water falling from the middle atmosphere. You have created anti-matter in particle accelerator, how is this more exciting?

The logical side of his mind had a point but there was something about freshly accumulating snow that was fun at a primal level. He could only think of one response to speak aloud to himself, “I have no idea, just go with it!”

Using his stubby legs Justinios leapt out onto the fresh snow below and promptly began making tiny, Aleena shaped snow angels. The professor found himself giving no care to who else might be watching and simply enjoyed having a moment free from the weight of life’s problems.

Justinios stared at Andrelious with a sick look on his face. "You *choose* to drink this?"

The former Imperial laughed at the blue alien, "Many lifeforms find it relaxing."

“Ugh”, the professor turned Jedi exclaimed after attempting another sip, “I would rather drink the fluid out of an oil bath.”

“Ok I get it you don't like tea.” Justinios could tell that his human counterpart was becoming slightly offended. “What about the pastries, are those acceptable to your refined palate?”

Justinios took a nibble of the jelly covered pastry in front of him. “Oh… mmmm… now that is pretty good. What is that called?”

“That my friend is called a crumpet,” the newly minted Rollmaster said with a smile.

Having taken a huge bite, Justinios was only able to mumble a reply. “Crumpets make tea time a bit better.”