“Lecker! Thanks for the meal!” You and Victor exchange the same glance as you both watch Darius’s messy display at eating a strawberry cheese tart. Strings of the cheese escape, seeping into his pristine white glove while the strawberry puree coats his lips like a sheen gloss.

You didn’t expect to be out on a date with the two of them. It was supposed to just be a casual trip to the bar for a celebratory drink as your reward for your first successful mission. But Darius happened to be passing by and refused to he left out.

Instead of a short session in the bar, you’re at a patisserie watching him order several rounds of pastries in succession (of course, all paid for by Victor). The founder of Crown clears his throat. “You’re very welcome, Darius. Now, why don’t we allow the little robin to decide our next stop?”