It had been over a month since that business at Hogwarts was resolved. How horrible it must have been there? It had certainly kept Ike busy interrogating potential suspects there at Azkaban. He'd wondered if perhaps some of the students needed counseling, but upon bringing this idea up to his superiors he received shifty glances. What was that all about? Perhaps he'd need to analyze them and all of the notes he'd taken on their behavior over the past couple of years. But that was neither here nor there. Today was his first day off since the killer was killed and it was time to celebrate! How would he do it? Why with ice cream of course! That sounded delightful.
It was a beautiful day out for it too. The sky was a dismal gray, blocking even the slightest ray of sunshine from peeking through to London. The wind was bitey, and the temperature sub-optimal. It might even begin to precipitate the way things were looking. Beautiful indeed! Ike hummed as he strolled down the magical alleyway, paying no notice to those who stared at the odd fellow passing them. He promptly entered the ice cream parlor, and to his surprise there was nobody in line. How strange that nobody wanted a frosty treat on this cold, breezy March day.
He approached the counter, the wary looking worker eyeing him suspiciously. "I'll take one butterbeer float, my good sir!" The worker said nothing, but began preparing his treat for him. While doing this, Ike thought it would be nice to start up some cheerful conversation. "Did you know that ice cream preference can open a whole plethora of windows into the psyche of someone? Yes, simply observing what somebody eats can be all too revealing of a person's personality!" The worker raised both eyebrows and nodding, saying nothing and obviously not wanting to talk to the crazy person. Ike wasn't paying any attention though. He paid the man and sat down to eat his fizzy, sweet treat.
He sat down at a table by the window front so he could see all the wonderful people passing by. He sipped some of the drink before scooping out some of the ice cream. What a great idea for a splendid day off. He smiled to himself as he enjoyed his float, all alone in the restaurant, on this dismal day in March. A light rain began to pour at just that moment. Glorious.