"She made hers with rum," Adia notes, smiling. It's fun to reminisce, especially in the comfortable, homey setting of the quiet cafe. "She'd pour herself a tiny glass and say, 'A little for me, a little for the cake.'"

She nods in agreement, silent until she has swallowed another bite. It's nice to see him enjoying his dessert, too, and not just humoring her preference of sweets over wine. "We didn't have anything like this on the Chiron, but a few of us had some treats squirreled away that the Cylons hadn't touched."