Yeah, that'll be it. The ice cream isn't that bad, but we've probably-- I think we've got some of that pie from the other day here and it'll be better.

[ Veronica made it, after all. Like, assuming it's still there- he should check the fridge...

... No, he should not break contact with Audrey. He licks his lips, and wraps his arms loosely around her by way of holding the menu with her body between him and the counter, holding it out for her to look at, by excuse, but mostly just enveloping himself in order. ]