Oops. Abigail bit her lip. She hadn't meant to embarrass him, especially not in a public space. He must have felt horrendously awkward around her now, if the stammer was anything to go by. And the way he made it sound like complimenting her was a question, ugh, he must have felt like he had to reciprocate.
Luckily the server behind the counter asked her how she'd like her ice cream before she had a chance to make things worse. "A puffle cone." She told him and added "Thank you." when he handed it to her. She then glanced at Virgil. "And thank you too."