<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_et9ttl8zdzQ/TD_-vwBMOGI/AAAAAAAAN5E/eP7JumXuE2M/s1600/1a3f651e06434edab4aee510aaf9f5b6.jpg)</div><br/>Giving a gentle nod of acceptance, Michelle moved on over, staying on the other side of the kiosk to allow the girl her privacy but close enough to be able to provide proper interaction.  "That's fine," she said, reaching into her purse and pulling out a small box of cookies.  "I have some Mrs. Field's cookies, though, if you want them."  She pulled out one from the box, slipping out a tissue to place it upon the kiosk for the girl, though likely just out of reach.<br/><br/>"White chocolate, macademia nuts..."  She took a small bite of her own cookie, a warm and happy grin slipping over her face mixed in with a gentle moan of pleasure.  "MMmmm...so good..."  She glanced back to David, saying, "These are truly delicious.  Thanks for the suggestion."