Ladybug had to admit she was impressed by the large scale model of the Eiffel Tower in Adrien's kitchen, and she didn't even want to think about the price.
"Can you believe it, Little Bug?" Adrien walked around the masterpiece, hunger in his eyes. "All that craftsmanship made from delicious chocolate!" Ladybug raised an eyebrow. "Your not going to eat all of these are you? You'll make yourself sick!"
"No, no, I would never do that. I'll have my friends and you eat it, and I'll partake in a tiny bite. Got keep up my dashingly good looks after all." "Your are so vain," Ladybug snorted. "But you love me," Adrien shot back. "True. So, why did you make the sculpture anyway?"
Adrien looked around and lowered his voice as if the fridge was listening. "It was made for research," he whispered. Ladybug looked around. "What kind of research?" She broke off a hunk of "grass" and took a bite. Mm, whoever Adrien's private chef was, he should get in contact with her father. They could trade some awesome recipes.
"The wedding of Ladybug and Cat Noir," Adrien said, proudly, and Ladybug nearly spat out her hunk of chocolate. Sure, they knew each other identities but the wedding would years off!
"I thought we agreed to a small ceremony," Ladybug said. "Besides, when I trip over my dress when I'm staring at you, they'll be less people to see my clumsiness."
"Ah, but that's for Adrien and Marinette's wedding. Ladybug and Cat's would be public." Ladybug broke off another chunk of chocolate. "And who said I was marrying you, Kitty?" Adrien pouted, and she laughed, coming over to hug him.
"Don't worry, we'll tie the knot one day. Also, I wouldn't trade you for all the chocolate in Paris, even though a lot of it is in this Eiffel Tower!"