You know the deal. You entered the house of the kid you needed to babysit and looked around, finding a kid in a green jumper and blonde hair sitting on the kitchen counter, gobbling down cookies. You sigh as you walk over to him and raise an eyebrow. He finally notices you and has crumbs all over his face and mouth and tries to talk with his mouthful.

"Mmm- Hoii! Want a cookie?"