"yes!" He said gladly, jumping back on his feet. "Yes! I love french fries! And I think someone-" he patted his stomach, smirking. "Loves it, too."<br/><br/>He had a wired urge for ice cream, ice cream and cuddeling, but now that Dave's gone, he won't get to cuddle... Will he? He dressed up quickly and in no-time, they got to the car.<br/><br/>"Hey, thanks for making me leave the bed... It was really worth it... I got to see this little beanie..." He smiled, touching his stomach again. "And I don't even suffer here, with you..." He felt a little guilty after saying it, as if Dave's ghost is looking at them, so he added, "well, most of the time." The chuckled akwardly.