I have an idea. Let's make two things — your tiramisu and my...something. Maybe melonpan, have you ever had that? Or lemon squares, I like those, too.

[She finishes off his braid, tying it neatly at the bottom to secure it, and then steps back around the couch to settle in next to him, crouched on the floor near the cushion where he's sitting.]

We'll both learn something. How about that?