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[ He'll take the other chair once he's slid some cups of ice cream onto the table. One of each for both of them, because ice cream is also best enjoyed with company. ]

Don't mind me. Actually, I used to work at a flower shop too! Wasn't half bad at arrangements, if I do say so myself.

[ It is!! She'll take one of them... Judging by the taste, it's honey lavender. How exquisite, and not too overpowering at all. ]

I like to say that about myself as well, but I'm still just an amateur compared to some of the others here. [ She's young yet!! ] I don't think most people know how to discern the difference, though, as long as it doesn't look overly messy.

[ Even Yato's worst critics yield to his culinary ability. He spoons up some of his own ice cream and brightens at the flavor. ]

Nothing to do but try! And sometimes, letting the flowers speak for themselves is the best thing you can do.

[ He motions at the ice cream. ]

What do you think? Not bad?

Most excellent, actually. The sweetness of the honey, the floral taste of the lavender... the latter can often be rather overpowering, but you've managed to strike a lovely balance. I can't say it's my favorite, since we still have quite a few to get through, but this is a very strong first contender.

[ Like it's a suitor for her hand in marriage or something. ...Marrying ice cream does not actually sound like a terrible idea. ]

[ those brackets are hilarious in hindsight

Yato crosses his arms proudly, spoon sticking out of the corner of his mouth. ]

Thanks! The secret ingredient is love.

[ Maybe not something you want to hear from a random ice cream peddler of questionable credibility. He pushes the spicier ice creams toward her. ]

These are a departure from the normal fare, but they're my pride and joy! I wanna know what you think!

[ The pride mostly comes from him surviving tastings of the ghost pepper flavor. How he suffers for his art. ]

[ they really are jfc

Also NOT... really something you want to hear from a random ice cream peddler, but on the other hand, love and effort really makes things shine quality-wise... ]

I'll be critical in my judgement.

[ Let's see... No, she can't contain her curiosity, nor her inner daring devil—she's going right for the ghost pepper ice cream. Elizabeth raises her spoon with a smile. ] Bon appétit, Mr. Yato.

[ monch. ]

[ ...........ah.

this flavor. it's actually rather... quiet. is this truly the fearsome ghost pepper's power? how dreary. how disappointing. how— ]

[ —HOW SUDDENLY HOT THAT IS???????

oh. oh goodness gracious. she can feel the sting in her eyes. the tears, they come. it's really hot. this poor ice cream seller of questionable repute that wears a damn fake mustache must have suffered so much to get this just right. the consistency, the spice, the flavor. the dietary problems that may arise if too much is consumed.

ah. ah ah. ah. ]

[ Elizabeth sets her spoon down quietly and wipes the tears from her eyes. It's not really helping? Despite getting it down, the heat is still there. The tears are still here. She's at least managing to keep her voice steady. ]

Mr. Yato, this is the most wonderful ice cream I've ever tasted. [ ;A; SHE LOVES IT. ] I would try your others available as well, but I believe... that I cannot at the moment?

[ She's not? Entirely certain??? ]

Nevertheless, I'd like several tubs of this one for future binging. [ Binging, because she started crying after like a bite and that wasn't enough. ] I'll pay you for your trouble, of course.

[ Who is really the weird one between these two... Yato looks uncertainly at her when she starts crying. But she seems to sincerely enjoy it? As long as she's happy, he guesses... He'll pray that her digestive system can survive whatever she does to it henceforth. ]

I'm glad that you enjoy it so much...

[ He'll feel a little bad if she dies from his ice cream though so he should, like. Attempt to dissuade her from having multiple tubs of ghost pepper ice cream on hand to potentially binge eat all at once. ]

I'll be happy to supply you with smaller batches whenever you like. Better to prevent freezer burn. Wouldn't wanna clog your freezer up with too many tubs, either. Just find me on Retrospec!

[ She loves spice! ......She just, like, can't handle it. But she loves it. Adores it.

and now yato's her ice cream pimp i guess jfc ]

Oh, of course. [ to both things really, it makes sense and she'll definitely inevitably grab him for more of this? She has to share it with some ....... friends of hers. ] Truthfully, I'm more thankful than you could ever imagine, I think. One of the wishes I hung on the tanabata tree was about spicy ice cream, and then...

[ A small gesture to the spread of ice cream. ]

You appeared. It's rather cheering. [ And—privately, she sort of hopes that her other wish'll come true too, in that case. ] Thank you for that.

[ Oh!! She's thanking him... a novel concept to this nuisance of a hobo. He started granting wishes because it's what he was told a god should do, but it feels nice actually seeing that he's made someone happier.

In any other situation, this would be the point at which he'd declare he was a god and welcome her to lavish worship upon him, but this time... he just doesn't. Maybe it's better that she thinks this was some mysterious providence of fate. And better that she thinks there's some benevolent force looking over her and helping her when she needs it, rather than just... him. ]

You're welcome! But, um... why spicy ice cream?

I love spicy things.

[ ....... ]

That's all. I thought that a spicy ice cream would be an interesting taste experiment as well... given that ice cream is cold and refreshing normally.

But it's mostly simply because I love spicy foods.

[ she's a simple girl yato please ]

[ I mean. Fair. Purely weird taste is fair. ]

It's a good thing I came by, then! I'll leave you with the other flavors to try too.

[ Because who else is gonna eat all this damn spicy ice cream. He spoons up more honey lavender for himself before looking around the room. ]

I'm not gonna get you in trouble, am I?

[ probably should've thought about that before he came bursting in and blatantly targeting her at her workplace ]

[ What a kind sir!!! ]

I don't believe so. My boss is an uncle of mine, and he's actually been rather soft on me. [ He'll probably also forgive her if she shares her ice cream... maybe. ] Please stop by whenever you'd like, by the way.

Perhaps without the false mustache, however. [ she's decided now is the time to call it out for being fake???? ]

You could tell?!

[ What the hell has he been wearing it for then!!!! He rips it off (ow) and wipes his upper lip. ]

Dammit. I guess facial hair and I weren't meant to be...

You do look much better without it.

[ just like all her friends. goro'd look so fucking dumb. ]

If you were determined enough though... You might be able to pull off a full beard and mustache combo.

[ like one of those wise old men types ]

[ Sometimes a man just wants his face to feel rugged. ]

The Santa look, huh...?

[ The Santa look...!! Yes, maybe that will work. He pockets the mustache and puts his ice cream away so that he can get going, because she should probably... get back to work soon... ]

I'll remember that. Anyway, see you around!

[ Oh.... yes... She'll give him a small curtsy before he leaves then!! ]

Have a good day, sir.

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please appreciate all this hard work boba-san

i will treasure it forever tbh

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