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: [at confession
] Each time I tell myself it's the last time, but then I get a whiff of her hot chocolate, or... Madame Audel
: ...Seashells. Chocolate seashells, so small, so plain, so *innocent*. I thought, oh, just one little taste, it can't do any harm. But it turned out they were filled with rich, sinful... Yvette Marceau
: ...And it *melts*, God forgive me, it melts ever so slowly on your tongue, and tortures you with pleasure.
: And these are for your husband. Unrefined cacao nips from Guatemala, to awaken the passions. Yvette Marceau
: Psshh. You've obviously never met my husband. Vianne Rocher
: Well, you've obviously never tried these.
: Do you have more of those bean thingies, please? Vianne Rocher
: Oh, sure. Um... How many do you want? Yvette Marceau
: How many have you got?