~Gerards P.O.V~
When the waitress brought over the cookie sundae, Sylvia's eyes lit up. Then she looked confused once it was sat down infront of her.

"I err...uhh... I didn't order this," She says quietly and forces herself to look away from the delicious dessert.

"Oh..." The waitress smiles brightly and says, "I must've wrote two down on accident, but it's already made, so you can keep it."

We all watch Sylvia's eyes widen as she licks her  dry lips shyly.

As the waitress walks away I mouth her a "thank you" and slide her a fifteen dollar tip.  We all go back to eating and I watch as Sylvia inspects her food. She glances around the table and then grabs a spoon. I watch silently, with a small smile as she places the cool ice cream in her mouth. She ate the sundae quickly, I can tell she likes it. After dinner we go back to our tour bus and we all get ready for bed.  When Sylvia got out of the bathroom, she was wearing my hoodie. I don't think she has on shorts or a t-shirt under it. I decided to pretend I didn't notice.