My question is this: How did Janelle arrange for me to receive this particular cookie during a seemingly impromptu dinner? Did she call ahead while I was in the restroom at Target? Did she smuggle it in her purse and covertly pass it off to the server while I was perusing the menu?
Scorpios are schemers.
P.S. I have listened to the following albums in the last eight hours: Pro Tools, GZA…Perseverance: The Madlib Remix, Percee P…Lost Wisdom, Mount Eerie w. Julie Doiron.