Kou leaned over the table briefly to get a closer look at the counter; what he was looking at offended his senses of taste and sight. He took a quiet moment to look at the monstrosity that sat on his side. A dollop of brown soft-serve was melting at the bottom in a bed of pecans and some unidentified liquid.
"I don't know," he answered, poking his dessert with his spoon. The top of the scoop plummeted slowly into the bed of nuts.