give me all you've got

Someone come watch Aladdin with me.

All of Prince Ali is the best, both song and persona. Also Rajah, because who doesn't love pretty tigers?

Sexy? I’ve never thought of ice as…sexy.. Well I guess I mean if you wanted to, knock yourself out.  It’s what I love to do, that’s why I run everyday to stay in shape. A burnt cupcake? I guess. What kind is it?

Really? Oh, babe, you are an innocent. It's hot. You are, I mean, not the ice, because clearly ice is cold. Because it's frozen. Just an offer, pretty lady. And it clearly pays off; I wish I could stick to running. Guess I'd better get back into swimming again. I tried to make marbled chocolate and vanilla ones, and they taste okay. They look like licorice that's been melted and then re-solidified, so I would consider you answer carefully.

:/ I jus-t di-dn’t w-want him t-to -to get mo-re s-ad. 

I know, sweetie, I'm not blaming you.

I am trying. It’d not something you can sort out. Sometimes you need to be sad.

I know as well as anyone, but it won't help him to dwell on it. Look, I have no idea what's going on, and clearly I've accidentally stumbled across something you would rather I not know about and he doesn't want to talk about, and that's fine. I'm not pushing. I just want him to know that if he wants to talk or needs a cuddle, I'll be here.

Ice really makes everything better. Are you sure you want to rub my nasty feet? I just love the whole thing. It makes me feel happy, like I was born to do this. Just being on any of those apparatuses makes me feel like I’m home. I know that’s weird to say, but it’s how I feel. It’s like my passion.  

Ice is definitely on my favorite things list; it helps soothe your feet, cool your drinks, and it's a little bit sexy, too. Believe me, once you've spent evening rubbing the bunions on your mother's feet, everything else is like petting a kitten. Even if feet aren't even vaguely kitten-shaped. That's amazing, babe, and it's awesome that you've found your passion. It's good to have something you love. Speaking of passions, in my quest to discover mine, I tried to bake. Want a burned cupcake?

I… I don’t know t..that I can….

Hey. Look, I know you’re trying to help, but this isn’t something he can talk about.