"You like mint chocolate? Isnt that like cold toothpaste? President Mo, you have a very weird taste." She explains still strangely looking at him.
"Exactly. I personally think people who eat mint ice cream should go to jail. Why will you eat cold toothpaste? Ewww..."
Seeing that the two women were ganging up on him, he raised his hands in the air and admitted defeat. He would have said that people who eat other ice cream types that arent mint must have something going on in their brain but he knew better. It was just hin against them. It is too obvious he would lose.
Folawe moves closer to Mrs Mo and tastes the catfish soup.
"God it is amazing. Can we eat it now?"