Billy smiled at her agreement. He thought she was a pretty nice person. Not because she agreed with him, but because she seemed nice and calm and kind.

That was something all too rare.

He trooped inside the ice cream shoppe and after a word with the manager, was soon sitting on a stool, mixing things. So much chocolate went in, and then was handed over to be blended.

A few minutes later, there were two towering glasses of brilliantly dark brown ice cream shakes presented to them, with chocolate whipped cream on top.

"Here we go!" Billy paid, then nodded. "My treat!"