"I like it! If I had a hat that good I'd wear it all the time. But I like the sun, too, so maybe it wouldn't be a good idea..."

He pouts, lower lip jutting out comically before he shakes his head and clasps his palms together. To business.

"Anyway! I'm not selling ice cream. I'm giving it away!" He picks up a cone, tosses it in the air and points it at Lyall after catching it. "Cha-pow! What can I get you, buddy?"