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Hmm, Destiny didn't think Evelyn was all that serious about her sitting closer, but it could be done. It wasn't like she was sitting on top of the table staring at her until she became uncomfortable, she was just trying to see what was going on. Being nosy was not a crime, but if it was, Destiny would be in sooooo much trouble. "I heard what you said. I mean, why do you have them?" Edible dark marks! Who comes up with this stuff!?
Eying up the shifty looking house elf, but hearing what Evelyn just called that one made her burst into laughter. "Gibby? You named it Gibby?" Sure, it wouldn't have been as funny if her brother didn't have the same name, and squinting her eyes, she could kinda see a resemblance. "Yeah, I have the syrup." And if she didn't, well, she would have to send Gibby out to get more. BAHAHAHA! Gibby.
Perhaps she should have named her slow house elf? The Gibby one seemed to be doing his job fast and it had to be because he had a name. And Evelyn was calling it her friend. Pffft. "Yeah, I suppose we can make cookies. It might be easier in tricking people to eat them."
And then they somehow had to get these people up to Carlton's office.
Dilemma!
"Why not?" Answering a question with a question? Shifty...perhaps, but really, why not have them around. Yea, she ate them alllllll the time. Bahaha. Looking at the sweets, she smiled as fond memories entered her mind.
"They've been quite useful in the past." she murmured, picking one up and holding it at eye level.
Hmm? Her attention moved over to her crazy friend who burst out laughing for no reason it seemed. Why was she laughing!? Oh. Pffft.
"I didn't name him." That was his name already.
"Why is that so funny?" She didn't find the name funny. It sounded like Bibby. Gibby. Bibby. Bibby Gibby...
Rolling her eyes, wondering why she even asked, Evelyn placed the sweet back down with the others before nodding.
"And now, what kind of cookies?" Flavor was a good thing to do. They needed to make someone eat these cookies. Appearance was a good thing as well. If it didn't look appetizing, no one would eat them. Crud. Was the puking pastilles going to effect the cookie? In either taste or appearance? Or BOTH?
"Wait, Destiny...so I hear there are some idiots guarding Carlton's door. Taking turns and such. This is..." Going to be rather difficult.
"D'you think we should give them the cookies?"