Normally she wouldn't take him up on that, preferring to get her own food (not out of spite, out of a need for independence- or perhaps the den mother instinct) but she since she would need to stand at one point to get it on her own... "Actually, do we have any more peanut butter ice cream?" At least it was a flavor and not actual peanut butter in ice cream- although she'd tried that once when they were out. It wasn't the same.
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