Remy watched with a proud grin. Just a few more steps and Rogue had finished her first recipe! He enjoyed sharing what he could, and a love of the kitchen was something he had in ample quantities. And something about that little speck of cream left in Rogue's hair, a drop of coffee that fell onto her hand... made her seem that much more beautiful.
"So close now!" He put a spatula into the cream mix, then pulled the bowl from the ice, holding it for her until she was done with the last of the coffee. "Spread dis over de cake, den de cocoa is sprinkled on top, den it gets its hour of 'bakin'," he said, accenting the last with imaginary quotation marks with one hand, "in de fridge."