"You have to swallow it all," he said, and he quickly twisted the spoon, pulled it out over her tongue and lip, and whipped his arm away from her so that she staggered forward, closed her mouth, popped her eyes wide open at his. She swallowed, alright, and fell forward and caught his arm again, and looked up at me bedazzled by the experience. "You have a little . . . " I said quietly to her, and I dabbed a spot of translucent white cream from the corner of her mouth. She chased it with the tip of her tongue, covered her mouth with her hand, shot her eyes to Val.