Kenny & Harley
At the question, Harley frowned, a finger to her chin in feigned, deep thought which, being Harley was impossible most of the time. "Hold on one second," Harley replied, turning to go back to the food stands, but then paused and turned back to Kenny. "Oh, hold this." She handed him her plate. "And don't snatch my food either cause I'll know," she added, poking him in the nose before flipping (yes flipping) back to the stands.
She was back a minute later with one single cherry from an ice cream vendor she'd found. "There ya go," she said, smiling proudly as she took his hand and placed it right in the palm. "One cherry." She then preceded to plop down beside him and dig into her potato salad.