"A-Ah… come on… don't sulk like that," Javier said, scratching his cheek nervously. He stepped toward Gloria, his tone softening, almost coaxing, a clumsy attempt at courting comfort from someone clearly jealous.
His hand reached out slightly, as if to pat her shoulder or give a small peace offering.
But before he could get any closer.
Liana reached out and yanked Javier back by the collar, her face serene but her grip dangerously firm.
"Now," she said with a calm smile, "teach us how to use the milk."
"Eehhh!? C-Come on! I was in the middle of...."
"No distractions, young master," Liana added sweetly, still holding him in place.
After a while.
The table was covered with a beautiful spread of finished chocolate. An array of shapes and forms, from delicate squares and heart molds to flower patterns and small animal figures.
