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I had just ordered a well-pondered milk shake mix (2/3rds blackberry, 1/3rd Ghanaian chocolate) at Blue Marble on Atlantic Ave. when a guy walked in. The dredlocked ice-creamologist asked him how he was. He said he wasn't so good, which isn’t what you’re supposed to say. He said he just saw someone being decapitated. A car accident by the Supreme Court Building. He said everyone on the bus, witnesses to the horror, began to cry. He said he wanted a decaf coffee, but then left, saying, hey you've got ice-cream here, to which the woman behind the counter could only say, we always have ice cream here.