Cheese is the world’s most stolen food, after alcohol and razor blade, according to one article.
I can just envision the romance: the large bell wine glasses, the stolen booze chilling in an ice bucket as the lovers gaze over the city and scenery from the peak of a lush hill, as evening drops and the sky turns carnival colours, and he slices open the round of brie with the stolen razor blades, and then they feed each other nibbles of cheese, clink glasses and taste stolen red wine.
Or maybe the razor blades were to shave off the beard (him) and leg hair (her) to get ready for the date of stolen pleasures on top of the hill.
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