Emily was pouring wine to their glasses when Cam reappeared.
The two large sparkling white plates on the table now held identical pieces of art - she had set a cake of rise with a small round mold on with peach slices on top of it symmetrically and a mint leaf on top of them. Beside the rise was two small juicy-looking duck breasts filled with figs, and the colorful, beautifully glistening peach sauce was spread in drops and lines around the composition.
"Take a seat," she told him pointing at the chair beside hers as she sat down.