There Izzy was, just innocently eating his gelato when, boom bang, out of nowhere, a young Parisian (and not an urchin I might add), bounded across the street and proceeded to stick his finger smack dab in the middle of Izzy's raspberry and chocolate gelato. The perpetrator then licked said finger and proclaimed the gelato, "delicieux" and ran off before either one of us could truly register what had just happened. I immediately grabbed the cup from Izzy and exclaimed he couldn't finish it because someone's filthy finger had tainted it. Izzy, being far more sensible than I, said, "Oh Mama, just scoop out the dirty part and then I can still eat the rest."
Yet I couldn't help but wonder what kind of a creep would dare stick his icky fingers into a little boy's ice cream..
A few minutes after the incident Izzy looked up from his gelato and said, "He wasn't a very nice man."