[Perfect. He takes to helping himself once the little edgelord seems to relent. Procuring the cup of strange little cream orbs was stressful, as every flavor truly spoke to him - but eventually he manages to simply settle on a cup of banana split. He even does so without truly trashing the stall (... simply because he wanted to get more later, and wading through a mess would be a pain).
Once he has his ice cream, he takes to leaning back against one of the counters, tilting his head as he pops a spoonful into his mouth.]
Why do ya care if I break something, huh? Thought you didn't care about your job?
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Once he has his ice cream, he takes to leaning back against one of the counters, tilting his head as he pops a spoonful into his mouth.]
Why do ya care if I break something, huh? Thought you didn't care about your job?