"I certainly hope I continue to have your full attention for the evening." He told her and once again, disappeared into the kitchen.
Hannibal strutted quite proudly towards the fridge, taking out the two desserts encased in wine glasses. He was satisfied with its presentation and would rarely serve anything he wasn't pleased with. He carried the glasses through by the stem. "Pomegranate white wine panna cotta." Hannibal explained. "An allegedly flirtatious dessert." He lowered Katherine's glass in front of her.