Baze laughs, raising his teacup in a salute. "Of course I won't tell you where it is," he says, grinning. "You'd drink it all at once and make yourself sick of it."

This is a lie. Chirrut probably would drink all the sapir at once, but Baze doesn't think his friend would be sick of the tea. Not ever.

Baze turns to Jerec and Culu. "How long have you been in the neighborhood, as it were?"