“…Left was as wickedly sophisticated as you might expect from the veteran dancer and choreographer. Dressed in white ruffs, feet daintily crossed at the ankles, Laughlin contemplated a teacup. 
The cup became a symbol, an adversary, an oracle and a crown. Laughlin played fussy courtier, shy plotter, and finally, an instrument of destruction. Then he dived into the saucer with the air of a man who has come to terms with life.”
- The Courier
Joe Ink continued to surprise in this gently melancholic, evocative solo (or duet, whichever way you want to look at it) about a man and a teacup.