/peeks inside
I just know I cannot wait until next year to do it again. I am also excited to do the classic run.
Waves,
/wave
/smile
^ Itâs a little Cyndilou! ::pinches cheeks::
âOuch.â
/pout
Offers cookies.
âI am The Cookie Queen, and you offer me cookies??? I Make COOKIES.â
I always bring extra!
fumbles through her bag with whipped cream canisters rattling about
Well, they were your cookies⌠::eats cookie::
âHow did you get MY Cookies? Only I can give away MY cookies.â
Someone left them in the room and didnât eat them⌠I couldnât help but a grab a fewâŚ
Offers you your own cookies.
/smiles back
/Bad Malochai,
Hello bunny, Extra What.
âI donât leave my Cookies just laying around. They are served fresh, and eaten fresh.â
Someone must have his them? Maybe they are on a diet?
âItâs hard to hide Plate Sized Cookies. And they are clearly NOT made by me, if they are able to walk away from them, diet or no.â
Stare ominously at the cookie ⌠slowly puts platter down and backs awayâŚ
âOh, then um, who made these cookies?â
Worries about being poisonedâŚ
Malochai We were at the bar getting plastered, I said I think that guys a rookie. Not go steal a plate of cookies.
(Queen Cyndi Lou hands you one of her âFamous, Home Made, Dragon Baked, Fresh From The Oven, Plate-Sized, All Natural, Chocolate Cookiesâ, and a glass of chilled milk.)
/courtly bow
/smile
Haha, The music was loud, I could have sworn you said âcookiesâ.
Cookie, rookie, nookie, dang it all I canât remember. We were at our third bar and working on the fourth bottle.