i’ve got a cookie thing about you

given the nature of what we do, i shouldn’t be talking to you. you are so far off the food chain i should probably bow a curtsy and call you sir. 

or mylord. lol.

what it’s like coming down from the ivory tower, you ask. i feel giddy, disoriented.

damn that smile could send someone into someplace else. my ears are ringing. and all I can think of is how am i going to eat this cookie and can you just go away now.

more cookie?