Crème Brûlée

"Hmm~ hmm~…"

"Hmmm~ hmmm~… hmmhmm~..."

As Kyle hummed happily, he carefully moved about the kitchen of his apartment in Greenwich Village, New York in an effort not to bump into Christina who had volunteered to help out.

The lady had been the first to arrive today.

No sooner had she arrived though, she had opted to aid Kyle in his preparation of the dessert for today's get together.

As of the moment, drying her hands after doing the dishes, the lady was taking off her apron.

Kyle on the other hand, after retrieving the evenly spaced, ramekin-filled tray from the oven a few seconds later, a rich yet subtle, enticing waft of vanilla which had previously been filling up the entire apartment, became even more pronounced.

Adding finishing touches onto it, the young man, sprinkled thin layers of sugar on top each of ramekin of custard, after which he then caramelized it with a kitchen torch.