With his mood improved, Jack really didn’t want to press on with more questions. His curiosity wasn’t worth his friend’s sadness, after all.
“Hopefully, that’ll be the case with you and Jane, eh?” Sprinkle suddenly teased, poking Jack with his head.
Jack flinched away in utter embarrassment, doing his best not to stutter. “I, I know not what you mean. We are just friends!”
“So were your grandparents at one point,” Sprinkle said suggestively. “Yer not gonna fool me. Tell me, when are you going to tell her? Before or after you give her the ice cream?”
“Sprinkle!” Jack called, in sort of panic. Feeling his cheeks burning, he stood up and moved towards the window. “I have not thought of... I have considered only... Well, I want to make her happy, sure. With the ice cream. I hope she likes
