“In spite of rumourd, I haven't completely gone to the darkside yet. But damn, those cookies are good." Come to the dark side. We have cookies.”
“come over to the darkside we have cookies!”
“I can’t believe I was ever stupid enough to trust Noir. Come to the dark side. We have cookies. (Zeth)”
“No cookie is a good cookie”
“Cookie?" he offered, holding a cookie full of chocolate chips.Upset tummy or not, there was no way I could refuse that. "Sure."His lips tipped up one side and he leaned toward me, his mouth inches from mine. "Come and get it."Come and get...? Daemon placed half the cookie between those full, totally kissable lips.Oh, holy alien babies everywhere...”
“More of a cookie person, myself. No offense to the other baked goods. I just like cookies.”