His brow creased at that, just a little, "Out?" Realization hit a moment later and he added: "Oh, no we don't have to go anywhere except my kitchen. I keep ice cream on hand for emergencies like this."

A shrug, "And y'know, because I like ice cream. It's a staple food as far as I'm concerned, got plenty to share, might still have some of those waffle-cone bowls left, too. I'll have to check." He shrugged again, making sure he'd stowed everything correctly, "I mean, you don't have to, if you don't want to, but you're welcome to stick around for the ice cream."