[ It takes Arya a little longer than normal to find the parlor -- the Clock keeps leading her to the beautiful, more ornate rooms. Rooms that Sansa liked. Arya wishes the place would just stop; she's checked the rose garden and the library already and found nothing.
Perhaps the Clock takes a hint, because Arya does eventually find the parlor. Arya moves straight to the counter and gets right to business, taking the biggest bowl she can find and scooping in a little of each flavor, even the ones she doesn't recognize. Once that's done, she dumps on the sprinkles. Arya doesn't care if it's excessive -- she wants excessive, all mixed up and strange and overly sweet. ]
So. [ Arya says, a little stiffly, after she's mixed up her ice cream, trying to change the subject. ] Are you still courting Eddie?
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Perhaps the Clock takes a hint, because Arya does eventually find the parlor. Arya moves straight to the counter and gets right to business, taking the biggest bowl she can find and scooping in a little of each flavor, even the ones she doesn't recognize. Once that's done, she dumps on the sprinkles. Arya doesn't care if it's excessive -- she wants excessive, all mixed up and strange and overly sweet. ]
So. [ Arya says, a little stiffly, after she's mixed up her ice cream, trying to change the subject. ] Are you still courting Eddie?