Aramis hums. "It would be redundant," he agrees, "Given how often I remark on it already. Very well then, I will speak on my favorite dessert you make, those little chocolate cakes with the melted chocolate inside, how do you call them?"

Aramis' nose scrunches, but then his expression clears with a smile. "Lava Cakes. I like them especially when you swirl the caramel on top."