"Barry, my ice cream's melting," Iris laughed, pulling away, and she gave his chest a little thump where she was holding onto his lapel. She took a quick little mouthful off the side of her ice cream cone.
"Yeah?" he said. He wiped a bit of ice cream from the corner of her mouth and sucked it off his thumb. Then he took the hand that was holding her ice cream cone in his, and took one, two, three generous licks of mint chocolate chip.
"Hey!" Iris cried. Barry grinned wide at her, as though he'd done something to be proud of. "Come here, you thief," she said, and pulled him back to her for another kiss.
