[ Nice Cream on its own, of course, won't dispel the gloom hanging over this pointy-eared fellow like a dark cloud, but the fact that the young man takes the bar at all prompts a wider, even brighter smile from the monster standing before Francel. With a shake of his head, a cheery wave of both paws, he quickly tries to reassure his not-quite-customer. ]

Oh, that's no problem — it's on me! Tell me what you think? I've been working on new flavours and wrappers, so your feedback is all the payment I need!

[ That smile turns expectant. His ears flick toward Francel, hopeful. ]