"I haven't had vanilla for a really long time..."  Ichigo states with wide eyes, using a napkin to clean up her face.  "Why don't we just trade?  I love strawberries, but you looked like you were having so much fun with it..."  She offers her cone, for once unaware of just how phallic it seemed.  After all, ice cream was ice cream, and the half-Doll had already had strawberries yesterday, even if she had thrown it back up.