"Hello."
"Hey."
"Have you called before? I recognize your beautiful voice."
"Would you stop crooning? Geez, are you okay? That was reaching new levels of deep."
"Yup, I am perfectly fine but rather insulted. Is my voice not beautiful?"
"Yes, yes, it is fine. Now, I need my daily filling of ice cream or I might die."
"And we wouldn't want that!"
"Oh, no."
"Flavor?"
"Mint chocolate chip."
"Toppings?"
"Nothing, just pure mint chocolate chip."
"Ah, the famous order from yesterday."
"Famous? Like a celebrity?"
"Yes, your ice cream flavor has become a celebrity. My eyeballs have officially rolled so far back that they are now broken."
"Oh, too bad. And to think, I was the cause of it. Geez, sorry."
"Yeah, yeah, I am sure you are. Sarcasm. Cough. Sarcasm."
"I am laughing so hard. Sarcasm. Cough. Sarcasm."
"Your ice cream will be ready, princess."
"Ew, don't call me that."
"Whatever you say, princess."
"Yup, lowly peasant."
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Ice cream is life. Putting it in cones practically makes it bigger than life.
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Ice Cream Cones
Short Story"Hello" "Hey." "Umm, so do you want some ice cream?" "Why else would I call an ice cream shop in the middle of a summer day when it is broiling hot and reaching record highs in the temperature department?" "Good point, so what do you want?" "Mint ch...
