They were beauty and young, white with red hair, brown eyes, small breasts.

A reflection of themselves.

Cream was dating Vern. Ice, single for months.

"I doubt it."

"I'll allow it. He won't even notice."

"Is he in his room?"

"Snoring and naked. Scratch his ass and he'll go crazy."

"What if he gets suspicious?"

"I'll blame you."

"You crazy bitch! Your boyfriend, Cream."

"You can borrow it, Ice. Isn't that what you wanted? A stick?"

"But yours, I mean, his? You suck, Cream."

"I bet he'll love our... ice cream."

"Hahahaha... naughty."

"Only when I'm with you."