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“Babe, you don’t lick a shave ice…you scoop and bite,” Steve said, as he looked over at Danny.
“But it’s cooooold,” Danny replied, studying the colorful cone he was holding.
“It’s ice Danny, what else is it meant to be?”
“Well I know that,” Danny said, narrowing his eyes.
“Use the straw to scoop it out,” Steve said taking a bite of his own. “It’s why they give you it.”
Danny turned the cone round and stabbed the ice with the straw, scooped some out and took a bite.
“What flavor is this?” He asked, as he scooped a bit more out.
“Um, lemon and pineapple,” Steve muttered.
“I knew it!” Danny said, and semi-glared at him.
“Danny, you can’t live in Hawaii and not eat some pineapple!”
“I’ve managed so far! But, and if you mention this to anyone, I swear, no sex for a month, it’s not actually that bad,” Danny whispered and took another bite.
Steve grinned at him and took another bite of his own, “baby steps Danny, baby steps.”