Billy's eyes automatically tracked down to her chest at the mention of ice cream. It was kind of involuntary and kind of hopeful all at the same time. When she mentioned actual ice cream though his eyes snapped up to her face.

"Uh, no, I don't need ice cream," he said. The truth was, he badly wanted some ice cream that wasn't the crap that the school served, which was both cheap and healthy, which meant it was barely a step above cardboard. Ice cream was a luxury though and one that he couldn't afford. "Thanks though."