Ninety-Nines

Jekyll1886:  Hastie and Lewis had settled themselves nicely on a bench in Regent's Park, the better to take in the scenery and enjoy their ninety-nines.

"It's funny," Weir remarked after having a taste, "we have these where I come from, too. I can only conclude they must be some sort of universal constant," he joked.

Hastie Lanyon:  *Hastie scoffed at the thought.*

It would be a criminal offence to not have ninety-nines. Everyone needs something pure and good in the world.

Jekyll1886:  "Very true," agreed Lewis. ''Though with Victorian food standards, we're lucky if this ice cream hasn't been cut with boric acid'', he thought. He ate some more of it anyway, then adjusted his paletot against the cold. It was November, after all.

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