[Hm. Well, isn't that interesting? Still, she won't go behind his back. He'd kept her secrets at her request; she won't sell him out when he asks her to do the same.

It's a fairly ordinary tasting cookie, frankly. Sweet, sugary, maybe a little bit of chocolate nestled in there. But the twist is yet to come, and he's just provided her the perfect opening to make her beginning moves.]

Come here, please. I'd like to observe you up close.

[A beat, and then:]

I wanted to thank you, by the way, for keeping what we did in the cove a secret.