Well, that wasn't the most pleasant thing to be greeted by. Unlike Surge, however, Goose was a little more outwardly blunt. "Damn, lady, you on PMS or somethin'?"

That questioning just received a very harsh glare from the woman. The pilot let out a 'pssht', seeming relatively unfazed by the lady's cold demeanor. After Vashta, he was mildly used to it.

"'Kay, look, I want a key lime sorbet, and he wants... eh, Matt? Whaddya want?" He looked to him, glancing down at the case straight afterward. They had so many good flavors, but he sure had a hankering for-...

And then he saw it. Orange cream ice cream. Orange sherbet mixed with vanilla ice cream? How could you ever go wrong?

"... Y'know what? Never mind. Make that an orange cream." So much for being so solid on key lime tonight. He wouldn't mind a change of pace.