As they approached the ice cream truck, they still heard Ghiaccio singing about Pizza Mozzarella.. For whatever reason, maybe its a big hit in Europe or something? Children all around them delightfully licked their flavorful ice cream, the heat from the clear day melting some of it and dripping it on their clothes as parents dutifully watched. Ghiaccio looked out his window and saw the trio, for the most part it seemed like it didn't bother him. "Free ice cream!" Ghiaccio shouted in his handsome voice, trying to attract more people to his truck.