"Dessert?", he asked.

"Oh, yes, please", Adrien eagerly said. "What sort?".

"That was going to be my question", Valerion giggled. "What do you think about tiramisù?".

"I think that I want it", Adrien said with a chuckle.

Valerion laughed with him, then waved his hand once more: the table had been cleared of the empty plates, and now in front of each there was a piece of tiramisù on a small plate, accompanied by a little two-tined fork on an embroidered napkin. Adrien saw that this time Valerion's portion was about the same size as his. With a smile on his face, he picked up the fork and started taking apart the tiramisù.