I was working on an essay about Zen Buddhism

Wolfie: So which teas are calming?
Wren: Tazo Zen, Moroccan mint, Lemon spice.
Wolfie: All green and herbals are calming?
Wren: no, some herbals are scary, and some greens are too strong. But all my calming teas are either green OR herbal.
Wolfie: Ah.
Wolfie: Someday I will remember all of this and pass down the knowledge to another disciple.
Wren: That makes me glad.
Wolfie: And after you've taught me all that you can, I will kill you and become the only tea master.
Wren: You know tea, but you do not understand it, and thus it will consume you and lead you astray.
Wolfie: But I will gain understanding, for I already learn the mixtures for pleasing fusions quickly.
Wren: That is not the focus of the Tea Way. You should not bend it to please you, you should be pleased by it.
Wolfie: And I am. There is a grand satisfaction in proper brewing, in knowing that what I have made is pleasing in scent and taste.
Wren: Tea is not meant to foster pride.
Wolfie: Then what is it for?
Wren: That is indeed the question, is it not?
Wolfie: *sighs and bows* And that is why you are the Master.
Wren: Stay with me and understand, my son.
Wolfie: Teach me, my lady.