-A gift? For moi? -How could I resist? The curiosity alone of what it is. Thou villainess! Exploiting my weaknesses! -The ice cream, too. Though why do I have to pick it up? -Never mind. Of course it shall be done. With rum as a bonus.
Ikol looks down from his shoulder at the phone. "Are you going to ask?"
"Of course not. I'll learn much more I think from what she doesn't say by asking the usual unsuspecting questions."
Ikol's smug and pleased. "Such a good learner."
"Pth. Learner? I'm a fucking natural, Ikol. Let's go get some tubs of frozen delectables."