Poe regards the tray with the discerning eye of a man who has long cultivated his sweet tooth. "Depends what you like," he says after a moment. "If you like creamy, with a bit of tang to it, this is cheese cake." He continues on, pointing as he goes. "This one's sweet but also spicy... As in flavorful and also hot. This one's sweet chocolate, this one's more bitter but very rich. This one is spiced fruit, sweet fruit here, and a butter cake so you get your sweet and salty at the same time."

Nope, firmly keeping his brain from going anywhere sexual with this. Not thinking about cream or licking or any of that.

Hell.