Fluttering her eyelashes, Shannon moved, accidentally pressing her leg against his, then turning the movement purposeful. "I think this ice cream and I are going to have a long and happy relationship," she responded, allowing her grin to break through.
"My very best friend," she finished his question, her smile widening for a moment before the look on his face made sense and she laughed. "Just my friend," she continued, taking another spoonful of ice cream. "We've been friends since first year. I can't imagine life without him, but... just friends."
She paused, momentarily, pressing her leg against his again and smiled. "Unlike this ice cream and I."