"How do you fry ice?" Wait, Poe just said not to ask him. Still, Finn munches confusedly, and when he's done he decides he'd better try it out instead of the fruit stick he'd been going to get. Turns out it's bits of fried fruit mixed in with fruit-flavored ice, and he gladly offers half the portion to Poe and scarfs the rest.

"I like it," he says as he finishes up, licking his lips thoroughly. Not that there's a lot of food he doesn't like, mind. The chilly dessert is just right, though, enough to cool him off without being overpowering.

He leans back on the table, contemplating whether to get another portion or to start shopping. Finn spies a place that has swimsuits and smiles absently. Poe would look good in one of those....