Mick smiled at the pat to his shoulder and liked that she cared so much for her friends. She really was a mother hen sort of caring person and the blond found it endearing. He laughed softly and shook his head.

"Don't worry, love, I won't get sick. I've grown up a little since I drank all that bubbly. It was when I was around 18 or so. A young lad."

Peanut butter cups? He wondered what those were. They sounded tasty either way. An ice cream social was something the Nexus could do with and Mick would be onboard with the idea, although there would have to be dietary needs for those who couldn't drink milk or eat sugar.

"Ziggy can't eat sugar so ice cream without would be good."