Wow, this guy is just not getting it, is he? Sylvain is honestly kind of impressed. And kind of wants to see at what point he notices.

Normally, Sylvain would take any opportunity to talk about the Gautier cows and their delicious, fatty milk, perfect for rich cheeses and buttery milkbread. However, instead, he plants both elbows on the counter, rests his chin on interlaced fingers, and does his best to look up at someone shorter than him through his eyelashes.

"Oh, I can see something good-looking right here," he says, and rakes his eyes slowly and obviously over the worker himself. He licks his lip a little.