He laughed as she asserted herself and her right to buy ice cream. "Alright, alright!" Holding up his free hand in surrender, he nodded. "You win. I appreciate your gift of ice cream, Lotte."
The line moved swiftly, and within minutes they were both seated at the same table they had been at before, appreciating their frozen treats. Diego licked his coffee cone thoughtfully, shifting in his seat. "Lotte, there is actually something I had wanted to tell you." He frowned slightly. "I will be leaving for Peru on Tuesday." Was there any other way to say it? No, not really.