"How on earth are you taking mint-flavoured ice cream? Are you some kind of frost queen?"
Chloe eyed Amir who was staring at her in wonder as she enjoyed the bowl in her hand. "It is not as bad as you are making it sound."
"Just let me stick with my chocolate can," he said as Chloe extended her tub to him.
"So," she licked some cream off her spoon, "why does this guy crave ice cream a lot? We are transporting enough ice cream for twenty kids." Her eyes flickered to the huge box seated right next to the driver's seat strapped securely.
"Sebastian just has this craze for ice cream because he never got any when he was little. So he makes up for it by taking a lot now that he is all grown up."
"Did his mother deprive him of ice cream or what?"
"Something like that."
"That sucks."
"Hmm, speaking of something that sucks..." Chloe groaned inwardly as she could feel a dirty joke coming. "How is it that someone like you, who is so intelligent, is working as a maid?"