Ice-cream. [ Nix knows far too well that Dick has a sweet tooth. It was one of the first things they'd talked about, when he'd cornered him and outright suggested that he wouldn't think Dick was human unless he had a craving for something. ]

You can have all the ice-cream you want, Winters. Sprinkles too, if they have them. [ Part of him knows not to flash his cash around Dick. It always makes him look discomforted. But the rest of him just wants to be able to treat his friend for once. And he doubts dinner and desert could really get him worked up. ]

I'm thinking pizza. I miss pepperoni.