Mickey wasn't sure if the boy was being coy or being downright avoiding of him, but it was a damn shame. If you put your fingers in his mouth, it would have been a lot more fun if he got to suck them, wouldn't it? Still, not all was lost: Mickey could feel a few crumbs of chocolate on his lips.
He wiped them off with his finger, the remnants sticking to them. He grinned, and offered his fingers to Garret. "Want mine too?"