You look after yourself there

Following on from the shock at the off-license, we stumbled across the road all the while breathing heavily into our paper bags to Alma's favorite haunt - Baskin Robbins.  BR serves and I quote "the best ice-cream EVER !", and no, that's not the company slogan - it's Alma's.

So, Alma steps up to the counter and more or less whispers that she'd like two kiddies cones, which the lady behind the counter then repeats at the top of her voice.  Discretion - not one of the stronger American traits.  The portions here are always huge, so the kiddies portion is often enough to satisfy even the largest third world country.  Anyways, mine was served up, at which point Alma pipes up (a little louder this time) .... "Eh, maybe I'll have the standard size".  Stung again !