No matter how good-looking someone is, all it takes is three sentences to go from heartthrob to archnemesis.

When William first walked in, the little girl had practically sparkled at the sight of him. Fifteen minutes later, they were mortal enemies.

They'd been locked in a silent standoff for a while when the owner finally brought out the Basque cheesecake and chocolate mousse.

"Limited edition for the festival," he explained. "You two can take it to ...