Mark Johnson is stuck in a rut. He's had the same boring office job for ten years, without the motivation or inclination to change it. The same crumbling house for ten years, without the cash or the know how to fix it. And the same facebook status for five years; it's complicated. It isn't. He's single. He just doesn't want to correct it. That would be admitting defeat. It is the day a tea bag splats onto his face whilst emptying the dregs of his morning cuppa at Macy's Tea Shoppe that makes him question each of his current life choices. The tea bag and the fact that the shop is now owned by one rather friendly, rather hunky Aussie named Bradley Summers. Tea never tasted so good.