By the way, Tah, I baked a cake for you. But if you don’t get here in the next 27 minutes, I’ll have to eat it all myself to keep it from going stale. . .
I got a big, frosted chocolate chip cookie from the Front Desk. I got a mocha mousse something or other (yummy) cake from the ladies here in the Special Promotions office. You go ahead and eat that cake. But thanks.
