the anatomy of the choc top

i saw a movie this evening
in a large multiplex of cinema.
i acquired a choc top
(banana - the grandest of flavours)
upon my entry into said cinema.
and then, 25 minutes of adverts.
in the midst of this flurry of promotional goodness
(or not)
my poor dairy product began to melt,
because luckily
(or unluckily, in this particular instance)
the temperate climate of cinema was not below zero.
so, yes, i was not reduced to
all of a shiver,
but by the time choc top chow time was upon us
(note: beginning of opening credits)
the chocolate layer was soft.
and everyone knows that said chocolate layer should be crunchy and hard and lickable (and not such that it dissolves in a single lick)
i hear your wail,
your anguish,
your empathetic gasp.
yes friends,
this.
this,
is a conundrum for the ages.