Given that there were only about two ice cream parlors in the whole city (or, at least, respectable ones) it wasn't that hard to track where everyone was heading to - there hadn't been much of a set date, but it worked out in the end, Vash supposed.
... Then he had to wonder what, exactly, he was doing going out into the freezing city without his coat and only a full-body-covering sheet over a dress he was trying to ignore on, because, it was, obviously, cold. Very cold. Not as cold as that one time with the 'blizzard,' but still cold. So when he finally did get into the parlor... the Stampede wasn't one for coordination. He'd just opened the doors and - not looking where he was going - accidentally ran into... Mello.
Whoops. "Sorry," He immediately amended, though it was a rather rushed apology. People were testy, lately, though, and he wasn't one to run into people flat-out without saying something, anyway.