[... That precious happiness must be protected at all costs. That doesn't mean that RIn's going to slowly walk to the ice cream aisle. Oh no. He runs there at nearly full speed - nearly knocks over an old lady (APOLOGIZES PROFUSELY) and makes it just in time to have Molly meet him and drop her load of veggies onto him.]

You're better than I thought! Okay, Molly, pick your prize. We got ... strawberry, strawberries and cream, cookies and cream... uhm, peanut butter?

[- and a whole lot of other awesome sounding flavors! Can he read most of them? Nope. ...He stumbles a lot. But he ain't even fazed. Her smiling face keeps him smiling.]