Bobby's eyes widened at Tyrone's stutter only because he forgot about it since the two of them didn't react much. Luckily, his back was to Ty as he was still scavenging through the freezer. Bobby regained his composure. It was momentarily surprising, but it wouldn't deter him from talking to Tyrone whatsoever and he didn't hold it against him. "I have ice cream cravings literally every day. I'm like a pregnant woman."
He settled on a carton of vanilla ice cream, for himself of course, and closed the freezer door. "Dessert should be dinner. No need to treat it like its own little thing anymore."