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[Sep. 10th, 2010|10:52 pm] |
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"She should be back soon."
Iris's jaw nearly DROPPED.
"We need to fix this. NOW."
"If you have ice cream, sure, I'll have some." Cerdian says. "But please don't feel like you have to go to any trouble on my account.
I don't want you running out to get anything for me." he says.
Clearly, Cerdian has forgotten who he's talking to.
And while he was saying that, Iris ran out to get an assortment of various ice cream flavors.
"It's no problem!" She said with a grin, her arms laden with bags of ice cream cartons. "I got lots for you to pick and choose from!"
Being the gentleman he is, he immediately helps Iris get the ice cream into the kitchen. He hadn't wanted her to do that, but he realized that's just who Iris was.
"You look great, Iris. I remember Jai used to call you the 'Tomato-Lobster', but you certainly don't look like either of those." Cerdian says.
Iris zipped out the kitchen, getting bowls, spoons, and an ice cream scoop.
"Jai has always liked to flaunt his ability to tan," Iris said with a scowl.
Cerdian chuckles at Iris as she scowls. "Come on now, turn that frown upside down."
"Really, being able to tan isn't such a great thing. It leads to skin cancer, eventually."
"Jai and Mom have just always liked to flaunt their ability to not burn in front of me and Daddy." Iris laughed as she went about putting ice cream in the bowls.
"Well, I'm sure there are things you and your father can do that they can't?" Cerdian asks hopefully.
"Yes. Like I'm faster than Jai. No matter what he says." Iris smirked.
"I believe you, Iris." Cerdian smiles.
"What's your favorite flavor of ice cream?" he asks.
Iris looked at Cerdian as if he had ten heads.
"All ice cream is sacred," she said in a serious tone," It is impossible to just have ONE favorite flavor."
"I will remember this." Cerdian smiles.
"Personally, I'm a fan of vanilla and mint chocolate chip. Dad got me hooked on those when I was a kid." he says.
"I have that," Iris said, holding up a carton of vanilla and a carton of mint chocolate chip. "Uncle Garth has good taste." | |