"What can I say? I've had my fair share of evil and suffering and I wanted to see some smiles." I was talking to Dave, my old superior, who had dropped in for old times sake and had no idea I had built what I had.

He was still stunned, but finally managed to get some words out. "Can I have some?" I gestured to the menu above the counter. After looking it over, he asked "Do you think I'd like chocolate?"

"I wouldn't know, but it's my personal favorite." Dave handed me the money for a single scoop. I served it up in a waffle cone and let him go at it. He initially tried to bite it, but quickly found that wasn't practical and opted to lick it.

He ate it in something like a minute. "That was amazing! How do you make this stuff?"

"Truthfully, I don't know. Could probably google it. Anyways, how is Jay doing?"

His face darkened. "I was hoping you wouldn't ask that."