We brought up the plan of an ice cream date and walked up to a famous ice cream parlour to celebrate the win of 0.01% expectation. NB, Molly and I went there and I was wondering why Molly was third-wheeling between our creamy date.
I and My Mr Man In Black along with the gooseberry sat at a round table. The waiter had shown up with the menu and NB, being a gentleman, handed over the menu to me. "Choose whatever you want, it's on me!" insisted my love. Rolling over the flavours, I noticed a cute couple-ice cream named "U and Me". I showed this to him and said, "One day we'll be having this one with some raspberries instead of gooseberries." NB was shy and just smiled.
Molly was giving dreadful looks to me. But who cared? I didn't do anything to her other than giving her the cold shoulder. After all, ignorance is bliss! Then Mr Man In Black chose the caramel flavour and I asked, "Hey, is it your favourite?" He acknowledged, "Caramel's the best! I love it!" I rejoiced, "Really? I've never tried this one before, I love the Ferrero Rocher flavour." Mr Black urged, "Try the caramel one, I'm sure you'll forget about the Ferrero Rocher having this." I didn't regret having that, it was delectable! Molly decided to have the strawberry one. Again, who cared?