[His eyes widen at those words and he nearly drops the pitcher of water he's pouring. Oh my god, Allison, you can't just say things like that when he's holding a container of liquid. It's dangerous.]

It'll be really good! Uh. The Slurpee, I mean. [But now his eyes widen even more at what he's just implied.] Not that -- that won't also be good, because I think it'll be great if it does happen, when it happens, I just -- oh my god.

Right moving on. Cherry limeade.