"So am I," she assured him. She had a quick fix for burned taste buds, but the small voice in the back of her mind that told her when things were a bad idea kept her from using it. She had enough tea coursing through her system. If she had more, she would hit a jittery wall and crash hard.
With a flick of her wrist, she floated two stools in their direction on either side of the counter. Brí climbed onto hers and pulled the box closer to her. "You had me at cookies," she told Xavier with a grin. She took one of the treats and turned the box so he could also help himself. "What did I do to deserve this?"