The pie was ready and Alyth swayed her way back to the bar to deliver the warm baked goodness. It should make him feel love, even if it was just for the food. The savory dish was crusted nicely with a shell of pastry and a little design of a flower cut on top. The flower was more suggestive with its tulip pedals and stamen.<br/><br/>"Here you go Mr. Damien. Hope this fills that special place with warmth." She took his previous plate, gave him a soft smile and a good once over to see that the effects of the fishcakes were indeed working as they were supposed to. She winked at Chris and returned to the heat of the kitchen.