*airily* Ooh, don't tempt me. I'll shovel the caramel topping into you, too. *glances at her watch* I'm about to go to lunch anyway, I'll pick up a pint on my way back. Moohahaha.
*flutters her fingers and makes to leave, but stops, remembering something else* Oh, also—I won't be here next Thursday afternoon. I've already got everything scheduled, I just wanted to let you know early in case we hear back from Gage today.