[ It's almost hypnotic. The longer she goes on, the more convinced Raylan is that he's just at a really weird Greek-themed outdoor 31 Flavors, and he simply forgot how he got here. Stranger things have happened, but not many.

He props a hand on his hip, tipping his head a little to one side to consider it on face value. Banana pistachio. Honestly, his initial problem with the combination isn't that it sounds gross, just that it sounds like it'd taste of almost nothing, but he's no connoisseur of weird flavors. He is, however, a connoisseur of ice cream. ]

Now, see, I can't tell if you're tellin' me the truth or if you're bullshittin' me so I don't feel like an outsider to this banastachio sensation that's sweepin' the nation.