It starts innocently, with crisp apple and grapefruit, like flirting that still passes for good manners. As the wax melts, magnolia and violets add a powdery sweetness and you stop being sure who is seducing whom.

Only then does the cocoa arrive, warm and slightly bitter, resting on musk, sandalwood and patchouli. The room smells like dessert served with the lights down. Light it when it is just the two of you and spoons become optional.