[A hair ruffle? Picky actually flinched reflexively when Engie's hand came towards him. He doesn't resist the ruffle, though. It was just friendly. The tension that came to his shoulders quickly leaves.]
Yeah! Saturday! The park here's really nice! We'll have lots of place to play ball!
RP so sweet, it's like cake?
Yeah! Saturday! The park here's really nice! We'll have lots of place to play ball!
..Ice cream?! Really!?
[He may just explode with joy.]