Illyana shrugged, as if it was no big deal - honestly, using this bit of magic and stopping the Halloween store from blowing up had been the most exciting thing to happen in awhile. Especially since appearing in San Francisco, the chess board pieces moved around - she was always looking for something to pep up her days, in between her side gig as the very best Uber Eats delivery person (it was easy enough to continue that gig here - speedy food delivery was everywhere) and her studies at the Sanctum.
"Ice cream?" she hedged, since she thought that sounded like a good re-payment. "Yes, I will take an ice cream date."
Even quasi-demons such as herself loved ice cream. Who didn't? No one with a soul, that's who.
"And if you need me to give you a lift back to anyplace, let me know. I can teleport us."