"I will have to give it a try," Jack decides, only about half joking. "Next time I run into some forces of evil. The tea will have to wait, I am afraid." He looks down at himself, in one of his regular suits with only a handful of pockets, and pats at said pockets a little. "I wasn't pulled through the portal with any tea on me. Apparently we will be taken care of, to some extent, but I don't know if that includes tea."