Cookies can cure anything. A cookie a day keeps the healer away.
"Oh you are most certainly very welcome," she said in a voice which would not have been out of place at the preschool she'd just come from. "And you are? Sorry, I just don't recognize you. We haven't met before have we? Because we have then I would just feel so silly and bad for not remembering. Feel free to stop by my office any time for more. I always have cookies ready."
Sophie Melita took a deep breath after that nearly breathless speech. You honestly couldn't tell that she kept cookies out constantly just by looking t her thin figure. Berty was always pinching her cheeks and telling her she needed to put some meat on her bones but, honestly she just couldn't help that she had a naturally fast metabolism so that no matter how many fattening cookies she ate she was always thin. Poor, dear, Berty didn't have that problem at all. She giggled to herself at the thought (she didn't even pause for breath in her head).
__________________  OOC note: The secret ingredient in Melita's cookies tends to make people a bit more cheerful.
They are NOT poisoned and only cause flatulence in very "great" men.
Last edited by Sophie Melita; 06-05-2008 at 10:56 PM.
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