Yeah, there's a room for it... in a manner of speaking.

*Kalluto made space on the table for the iced chocolate placed at his table. He had a meal coming, but he preferred to have dessert first whenever he could.

He leaned down and sucked some milk out with the straw, causing the floating ice cream and topping whipped cream to sink below the rim of the glass.*

It was Barbieland, really, but I found a boat and sailed.