Lily scanned the list of ice cream flavours. They were all of a weird wizard sort, which didn't surprise her, but some of them sounded downright unpleasant.
"Rocky road," she read. "'Careful not to break your teeth!' Really? Why would anyone buy that?"
Sherbet lemon sounded safe, so she ordered that. Her eyes kept darting outside, keeping track of the sun as it sank lower and lower. The sky was a burnt orange now. Lily suddenly remembered something she had read in the Daily Prophet earlier that week.
The streets are not safe at night, no matter where you are. The Ministry recommends that all witches and wizards stay inside between the hours of dusk and dawn.
Florean Fortescue handed Lily her ice cream and she tugged on James' sleeve. "We should probably go."