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She tried to grab it. "It's nothing!"
"Well you can have a cone."
"No, it's fine."
He would be able to see just a hint of her handwriting before she came over and closed it with a frown. "There's nothing."
"But it won't spill like this!"
He seemed confused, tilting his head. "Okay.."
She looked over, her eyes widening slightly before she shook her head. "Nothing."
"Cup seems easier.
He pulled his hand away from her touch, holding his wrist uncertainly. He didn't seem angry, just surprised. "But you said.."
She raised her eyebrows at him. "I'm asking your opinion."
She brightened. "Oh, okay. Just one scoop."
He frowned, leaving without another word.
"I was fine with rearranging them, but either way."
She watched him uncertainly. "Hm.."
He headed for the door. "No, it's fine."
She tilted her head at him. "I can just put it in it's normal place."
She glared at him. "I won't eat two. Have some self control, here."
"Sounds good."
He frowned slightly. "I.. I guess."
"Yes, I did. That doesn't mean I can't rearrange while I put them back."
