Ianto accepted the milkshake from Sulu and took an experimental sip. He nodded in approval, flushing a little. "It's good," he agreed. "I just... Have to let it melt a little first." It was probably one of the dorkiest, most embarrassing things to have to admit in his books, but brain freeze headaches were the worst and he'd rather not get one if he could help it.

"Peach ice cream, though?" he asked Sulu, nodding to the other boy's order. "Is that even...any good? I mean. It sounds pretty weird." Not as weird as some of the flavors on the list, though. Even the idea of melon ice cream was pretty rank, as far as Ianto was concerned.