Ice cream? What a strange concept; he didn't know ice could be creamed. Curious, Dorian nodded, fingers plunging into his neck in attempt to retrieve the marble. Once it was in his hand, the body began to decay as the purple garments and heavy bandages returned.
"Y-Yes, we shhhhall adjurn to the...k-kitchen!" Dorian noted a small sweat on Mitch's forehead, but passed it off as a result of exertion.
~ AN: I was thinking about the kitchen, too! Let's have Mitch introduce ice cream and then perhaps wrap it up?