conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I thought we were supposed to keep this a secret from Miss Claire.”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I’m sorry. I couldn’t fool her.” We had stolen away from Claire and were whispering. Well…as long as Claire didn’t find out I was working for Broumet.
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Miss Claire, will you be able to stay awake?”
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I’m not a child. I can stay up as late as I want.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Okay then. You take this chair, Miss Claire.” I took off my jacket and draped it over Claire’s lap.
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Huh?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “It may be spring, but the nights are chilly.”
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Hmm…” Claire turned her head as if she were uninterested, but she probably was cold, because she left the jacket on her lap.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Now then, Lene, let’s start.”
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Yes.”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Tonight, we’re making crème brûlée. Lene, you can make pudding, right?”
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I can.”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “First, put milk and cream into a small pot. Add the vanilla beans, turn on the heat, and bring it to a boil. The vanilla beans can be left whole or chopped a bit.”
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “So you use not only milk but fresh cream as well?”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Mm-hmm.” The fact that she’d noticed these differences so quickly was testament to her long years of service as a maid.
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “In a separate bowl, beat the egg yolks and sugar until it foams. Add this to the pot with the cream and mix well, then pour it into another bowl, straining it through a colander. Next, put the bowl over ice and mix while cooling the mixture.” I checked to make sure Lene was keeping up and confirmed she was following my instructions while taking notes. As an aside, paper was a valuable commodity in this world. That was how dedicated Lene was to learning the recipe.
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Pour into ramekins and then bake in an oven preheated at 100 degrees Celsius for seventy minutes. Jiggle the brûlée, and if the center is just trembling, it’s done. Let them cool, in the refrigerator if possible.”
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “The ingredients are slightly different, but it really is just pudding, right?”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Lene, we haven’t reached the important part yet. Watch carefully.” The last step was to toast the colorful top of the crème brûlée, but I wouldn’t find any convenient culinary blowtorches at this time in history. I could use the magical oven, but there was a better method. I fetched some sugar and liquor.
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Just before serving, sprinkle sugar over the top and add a little liquor. The liquor should be as high proof as possible.” I took out a match, lit it, and moved it closer to the brûlée. It caught fire.
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I-It’s on fire!”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Relax, Miss Claire. This is a cooking technique called flambé,” I said in a flurry. For someone with the fire magic attribute, she was pretty sensitive to fire. Or maybe it was because, as a wielder of fire, she was all too aware of its power.
conversations.prefix: Ritz:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “It turns out best if you let it cool and repeat the process.
conversations.prefix: Ritz: