Awkward? Rose didn't even notice. She was already pulling a carton of chocolate from the cooler, all the while humming a few bars from Hippy Hippy Shake.
Oh bugger. That song was probably going to be stuck in her head for days now.
“Eh. I could,” she agreed as she grabbed a carton of vanilla, “or the lone strawberry lover could just go satisfy his cravings elsewhere.” She threw him a wry grin. “Cause y'know there's always the one.” Besides, if Rose were to buy that extra third carton for someone, then it would most definitely be for herself. And it would be Rocky Road. Not Strawberry.