I’m a weasel ma’am. humans are seven feet tall with big old fingeridoos.

I’d tell her to put the cookies down and I’d hug the stuffing out of that adorable mare. I’d hold her face with one hand and say, “I got a secret… I don’t like need the cookies. You’re the sweetest thing for me.”  
Ugh! The cute blushing that would ensue! X3

yeeeeeeeeeeeees

cutest phrase ever

Nice.

I like cookies. Thank you, Lyra!

Sweet. Free cookies.
 
(om nom nom)
 
Still not going out with you, though.

Danke, Lyra. Cookies are great!

As long as it isn’t oatmeal raisin.

This is what happens when you get all your information from the 1950’s Lyra.
 
Now days girls like guys buy better food from people who cook for a living as a show of affection, normal meals come frozen out of a box.
 
Then they pick up the controller and cover you as you shoot aliens while sometimes pretending they don’t like it. In exchange men watch crappy romance movies and usually pretend they don’t like them.
 
That is a concept we call equality though women still let us unnecessarily open doors for them from time to time.

Is it chocolate chip?

Thank you Lyra. :)
 
Mmm, pretty good.