Having had no reason in his life to step into a kitchen (he had a valet for a reason after all) Everett couldn't have told Verity a thing about cheese. Or herbs, or literally anything beyond the dish was the best he had ever had. "Whatever it is, I wonder if they have employed angels to make it?" That was likely toeing the line of blashphemy but Everett had never been truly devoted to his faith so toeing the line from time to time seemed fair enough.

Everett took a sip of his wine and set the glass down. The combination was even better than either on their own. "Try it with the wine." He encouraged enthusiastically nodding at her glass. "I don't know how it can get better, but the wine pairing does it."