The curious tale of Petal and Benedict

"You'll find out all you need to know as soon as you find out. Now the address, you heard didn't you? Perfect. See you in a moment!"
A voice rang out. Footsteps walking into a room. The room. A fireplace. Various chairs and such. The man clapped his hands. Immediately a creature appeared at the door. "Petal, dear, boil the kettle, we have a visitor on the way."
The creature sauntered away in the direction it came from. The man sat in an armchair facing the fireplace. He placed a purple mask over his face and fastened it to his face with a black band. He started to hum. Something you could remember but only through a haze. A lullaby. 'Daisy'. The door freaked open. The man gestured towards the chair, stopping his humming, "close the door please." The person was hesitant. Though they took the offer and sat down. The man didnt bother on the identity on his visitor. "I dont mean to be rude but, who are you?" The visitor asked rather sheepishly. The man sat in the armchair smiled under his mask. "My name, dear, is Benedict. Oh, but do call me Ben." "Right, mine is-"
"Unimportant!" The Benedict snapped. The visitor most likely jumped back, the usually did when  Benedict snaps. At that moment, Petal entered the room, placing a tray on the table between Benedict and the visitor. It contained a teapot, two mugs, some sugar and a pot of milk. "Tea?" Benedict asked with an intimidated glare. The visitor nodded slowly. Benedict looked at the tea and began to pour their drinks. He added the sugar and the milk, nudging one towards the visitor. "Wait, why is it that colour? It's red!" The visitor exclaimed in shock.
"Mmm, a mystery to me too" he said with an overly innocent tone. The visitor drank some of the tea before burrowing their brow. "It tastes odd." "Ah yes, the tea bags contain an extra ingredient" Benedict muttered.
"Right," the visitor muttered, "do you have a bathroom I could use?"
"Of course, Petal dear, show this... thing the bathroom" he said with a disinterested scoff. The creature behind them stood, revealing it's truly unnatural height. It led the visitor away. Benedict chuckled to himself, "another one bites the dust!"

The room was dark. "Are you sure this is the bathroom?" The visitor asked with a skeptical tone. "Affirmative dear, why would me and Petal here fool you, hmm?" Benedict asked, seeming to enjoy himself. The visitor hesitantly walked further into the room. SLAM! "Have fun Petal!" Benedict's voice trilled from the other side of the door. Petal walked closer. And closer. And closer. And closer, until they were stood against the wall, faces almost touching. A quiche hand surged out and that was the end of visitor 126.He added the sugar and the milk, nudging one towards the visitor. "Wait, why is it that colour? It's red!" The visitor exclaimed in shock.
"Mmm, a mystery to me too" he said with an overly innocent tone. The visitor drank some of the tea before burrowing their brow. "It tastes odd." "Ah yes, the tea bags contain an extra ingredient" Benedict muttered.
"Right," the visitor muttered, "do you have a bathroom I could use?"
"Of course, Petal dear, show this... thing the bathroom" he said with a disinterested scoff. The creature behind them stood, revealing it's truly unnatural height. It led the visitor away. Benedict chuckled to himself, "another one bites the dust!"

The room was dark. "Are you sure this is the bathroom?" The visitor asked with a skeptical tone. "Affirmative dear, why would me and Petal here fool you, hmm?" Benedict asked, seeming to enjoy himself. The visitor hesitantly walked further into the room. SLAM! "Have fun Petal!" Benedict's voice trilled from the other side of the door. Petal walked closer. And closer. And closer. And closer, until they were stood against the wall, faces almost touching. A quiche hand surged out and that was the end of visitor 126.