Dante laughed out loud. "France was fantastic. I have lots of stories, I could tell you, and lots of stories I shouldn't tell you." He said with another laugh. "France was so much fun, though to be honest, I spent most of the time in kitchens, restaurants, and markets. I almost wished that I had stayed there for an extra year, just to take it all in." Dante said as he placed his almost empty wine glass on the side of the hot tub.
"It really does feel nice. It is better than taking an hour long hot shower, that is for sure." He said with a smile. He was beginning to want chocolate, and he knew that it was only a few feet away from the hot tub. Did he want to get out and get it, or stay in the water? Get out? Stay in?
Dante ultimately decided that getting out to get the truffles that he made, was the best choice. He hopped out of the hot tub, and walked to the small bag he had brought and walked slowly back to his side of the hot tub and jumped back in, completely unaware that his swimsuit clung even tighter to his body when wet. Rather, he was aware, but wasn't aware that Victor had taken to staring at him. He was oblivious to that, and he was oblivious to the fact that the swimsuit was a little loose as well. He had been working out as of late, to make sure that he didn't gain any weight from all the food he had to taste for his culinary class at the school.
He slid up on the hot tub's side and slid in, feet first into the tub. "I made some truffles earlier today, and yeah. I wanted them." He said with a smile. "Care for a few?" He asked politely.