She glanced at him as they bumped elbows. She couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed a piece of chocolate and popped it into her mouth, closing her eyes as the sugar offered a bit of relief from the burning that had filled her mouth. She went ahead and washed her hands, too, following his train of thought once he'd mentioned the acids left on her fingers. As the burning in her mouth finally subsided she shook her head. "I'll leave the rest of them for you," she said. She grabbed a knife and quickly did the bit of chopping the fruit required, then dropped the chocolate in the pan and checked his fridge for any milk. "It'll be ready once the chocolate melts," she assured him.