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"So," Barbara started, lifting her spoon out of the bowl of ice cream in front of her and pointing it towards Dick. "What exactly triggered the sudden need ice cream?"
"Boredom, mostly," Dick answered as he leaned far back in his chair, sticking his spoon in his mouth. His next words were spoken around the spoon, and thus very muffled and barely audible. "I also wanted to spend some time with the most badass lady I know!" As he finished, he seemed to realized that she could barely hear him, and smiled, slightly embarrassed.
"The pleasing allure of sugar had nothing to do with it, then?" she asked as she rolled her eyes, taking another bite of her own ice cream.
She was taken by surprise, however, when Dick suddenly leaned in for a kiss, covering her mouth with his own. Looking into his eyes with an eyebrow raised, she noticed him smile slightly, before rolling her eyes and returning the affection.
After a few moments, they separated, and Dick slowly leaned back into his chair.
"... I guess I did want sugar."
"... Dick, that is a horrible joke."
"You know it was hilarious."
"It was more cheesy than kissing me as I had ice cream in my mouth."
"... That was pretty bad, wasn't it."
"You can be such a dork, Grayson."
"But I'm your dork, Babs!"
"I don't need to be reminded of that, Wonder Boy."