[Staring miserably at the basket in her hand. Well, she's brought cookies. She's even made them herself, and maybe that's why she's trying to inconspicuously leave them on the table where no one has to realize she's the one to have brought this particular batch.
... Half of them burned. And the ones she did try, she can't help but to wonder if she messed up some of the ingredients. They... aren't her best creation.]