Tea Connoisseur

So I had a few dreams the other night but in the one I can remember best I was in a class for learning about tea and tea etiquette, kind of like wine tasting I guess but the most exciting part was everyone picking out their mug or tea cup, I chose a mug but I can't remember what it looked like. And then for some reason from there it turned into a painting class while I stood there drinking tea. Ellie was working on a painting of a landscape with houses and green pastures but she was having trouble with her shading and making sure the light was all coming from the same direction. So while our teacher who seemed familiar but I can't remember who it was but not Ms McCallum. Well, he was next to the easel trying to help and I was there drinking tea from my mug and making snide remarks which caused the teacher to glare at me like he was the devil but I couldn't seem to stop myself from saying all these snotty things as I sipped on tea and started flailing and splashing it about as I wouldn't back down. And from there the dream kind of meshed into a dream where there was a knock on the door and my mum telling me that we were leaving exactly on 8 o'clock and then nothing...