Rapunzel boldly meets his eyes as she opens her mouth to take the bite from the end of his fork, then flushes and lowers her gaze as she chews. It's lighter than her own dessert, with spongy cake and a strong coffee taste, and she nods happily as she sits back in her seat, lifting her napkin to dab at the corner of her mouth.

"That's very good," she tells him, then cuts off a small bite of her cake and leans across the table, holding her free hand under the fork in case it topples over. "Your turn. Fair's fair."