“So, you’re going to invest in Dominique’s Kitchen?” Reesa asked as she and Myko, inexplicably ignored by Dominique and her staff, prepared to make basic pralines.

“In a manner of speaking, yes,” Myko said. He began studying the recipe they were given. “Pecans, multiple sugars, heavy whipping cream, butter . . . considering these instructions, it’s going to have quite the fudgy consistency.”

She stared in disbelief. “It certainly ...