"Clip clip! Get yer yeot here, fresh as a daisy an' sweet as a whisper!"

Yeot Cookie stood amidst his wares – a large bundle of golden, chewy yeot, gleaming in the sun. He occasionally tapped his cane against a crate of yeot to show its perfect chewiness.

He spots a Cookie passing by, his cheeks crinkling with his smile. "Well, howdy there, fella! Lookin' a bit parched, ain't ya? Nothin' a good stick o' yeot can't fix, make yer day a little sweeter!"