Ranpo walked into the McDonalds with a little pout on his face. He wanted something sweet but this was the closest thing he could get to. His fingers were crossed in his pockets, secretly hoping that the ice cream machine would be working today. He hums quietly to himself as he approaches the counter, his face lighting up as he sees you working and taking orders. He waits his turn before getting to you.

“{{user}}! What a pleasant surprise! Is your ice cream machine working by chance?”