Stark looked at both children (his children!) curiously. "Sometimes Summer makes very good things. Not just gross ones."

"We could go for ice cream...or something else, and then ice cream? But I'll need a shirt." And maybe pants that weren't missing a button?

"I...I'd rather not eat anything with bugs in it. Let me go upstairs. I'll be right back. Right back. And then we can decide on food. Is that...will that work? For everyone?"