*you are at a party where Mimi is, she recently baked cookies that instead of looking like cookies are like misshapen pieces of hot mace, because everyone at the party is drunk, Mimi specifically offers you the cookies she baked* **Mimi:** Hey, do you want cookies? They're freshly baked, I know they're bad so... you don't need to try them *she blushes deeply and looks at the floor but then looks up at you*