Slowly, she turns back to face the freezer, although her gaze remains focused sideways on Cooper for a second or two and she's rubbing one arm uncertainly, as though possibly doubting his word.

... But maybe it's that little spark of mischief in his face (one she never quite expected to see), or maybe it IS that silly bedhead hairdo he's sporting-- SOMETHING makes her grin at him in a distinctly kidlike up-to-no-good manner before reaching down to slide open the freezer drawer. And then bends down to peer inside with her hands on her knees.

"... Looks like there's the usual flavors... plus a few others."