I am from Cuba, so it goes like this back home.
A: would you like some tea?
B: no thanks, I am fine.
A: But I made it already, have some.
B: Nah, I think I will pass
A: And why is that?
B: I don't feel like having tea...
A: Oh, I see, my f**ng tea is not good for you.
B: No, actually I don't like tea at all!
A: Then why the hell have you being drinking my tea all this time?
B: Because you are so freaking pushy, that is why.
A: Well, you can say goodbye to tea for the rest of your live, I will NEVER brew tea for you, not even if you are dying on a hospital and begging for it like a dog