‘Let’s go to Marvel Frozen Dairy for some nice ice cream,’ Gondo said to Jane.
‘It’s quite odd,’ she pointed out ‘That the poem, ‘The Emperor Of Ice Cream’, is about death.’
‘Yes,’ he said. ‘The point of ice cream always seems to be to keep people so happy and among the living.’
‘I especially like this place,’ she said, ‘Because it’s so close to the nice beach and we can have such a perfect view.’
‘Now all we have to do,’ he said, ‘Is to decide on which flavors we want by the time we get there.’
They then got into their car and drove to their intended feast.