After the incident when Dante agreed with Modius that the sundae was too sweet, the guy did not expect Fred to actually take it too seriously. First that note late at night about Fred leaving for "his own reasons", and now, the ice cream really did become... different.

No, it did not become worse. It did not have too little sugar, and it looked absolutely identical to the previous one. However... there was a different taste on the tip of the tongue. It felt like the hand of a person who had been cooking at home for a long time was involved in the preparation. Dante had enough experience to notice the difference between sundaes made by different people. So, swallowing a significant piece, he turned to Cindy.

The familiar sound of her roller skates rolling filled his ears before she smiled sweetly at him, leaning in a little. - "What is it?" she asked melodiously.

"Who made the sundae?" - Dante asked in his usual meaningless voice, and looked at her, to which the waitress straightened up.

"A new cook... is it not tasty?" - she was a little surprised, and pointed her thumb somewhere behind her back, towards the door to the kitchen.

The young man remained silent, and, picking up the guitar case, walked with firm steps to the kitchen, while Cindy squealed in his ear that "customers are not allowed to enter the kitchen!", and was successfully ignored. For some reason, he wanted to personally see who would feed him ice cream for the rest of his time.