"I really shouldn't. Calories and sugar and stuff, you know?" Savannah told him with a shake of her head. Her stomach made a noise of protest, something between a whine and a creak. She wrinkled her nose slightly and twisted her features into an annoyed expression.
One cookie... How many calories was that? But, then, it wasn't like she was still unable to exercise. It would just mean a little more time in the gym...
"Well... Maybe just one. But totally keep the plate on your side of the table, okay?" Savannah slid into the chair across from him, crossing one slender leg over the other. Rather than bite into the cookie, she broke off a quarter of it and commenced to nibble. For all the world, she looked like a rabbit in a garden.
"And, you know. Cooties. Like...girl-germs, or whatever. Don't you have cooties where you come from?"