"Hah. I don't need to be here to do dumb shit," he said with another laugh, looking around for some sort of sauce to put on his ice cream. "And I'm old enough. I'm twenty-one," he pointed out, grinning when he saw a couple of squeezy bottles of sauces. He grabbed them and set them on top of the freezer he was leaning against before opening the caramel one and squeezing it over his ice cream.
"Your turn. What dumb shit have you done?" he asked, offering her the sauce as he spoke.