"This is... I think it's..." Jenny felt like her brain was almost broken, she opened her mouth dryly, and with great effort squeezed out a response, "Ice cream."
"Ice cream?" the alien repeated.
"A kind of food. Sweet, cold, makes people happy." Jenny explained as if she were teaching a child from a relative's house.
The alien with multicolored hair grabbed the glass-shard-filled cone and tossed it into its mouth. It chewed for a while as if it were food, the glass shards crunching between its teeth. "An interesting food," the alien commented.
"Interesting, huh?" The third person said kindly.
"Very interesting."
"In a good mood?"
