Ice cream and intervention

Sophie's alarm went off and she jolted up, she didn't remember going to sleep. She went to rush out of bed before she saw the date, it's Sunday. She sighs laying back down in her bed thankful she didn't have to rush to school, not that she didn't like school or anything. However, being later on the third day wouldn't exactly be a good thing. After much persuasion she got out of bed going to the bathroom brushing her teeth and her hair, once she finished she got a message on her phone. Just seeing Mason's name made her roll her eyes until she remembered that she was gonna talk to him whether she actually wanted to or not, but not without a proper apology. She sighed opening her phone to see the messages from Mason, wondering what he thought was good enough to say to make her reply back. 

Let's hope whatever he has to say is worth it.

Mason: I'm sorry for how I acted, let me take you out for ice cream to make up for it.

...what the hell did he think this