“Do you really want me to answer that?”
“Perhaps not.”
“Driven insane by baked goods. You know, that’s just crazy enough that I can actually see that happening. I think it’s more likely someone wanted to send you into a sugar coma and make you gain a few pounds. Then you could be the Doughy Detective. I will admit though, that would’ve been a good means of misdirection if someone wanted you distracted.”
“I… shall have to watch out for that, then. Both the distractions, and the induction of sugar comas… Doughy Detective? No, thank you. I keep a strict diet regimen to ensure that I can have my tea just as I like it…"
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"Do you think that I’m too uptight, Kuroba-kun?"
“I see your point. Cookies in large amounts can be so sinister. What if the gifter was trying to give you diabetes from such a large sugar dose? Or perhaps they think you have a nut allergy and put walnuts in them?”
“Stranger things have happened… I suspect that they wanted to ruin my trim figure somehow, but honestly, how can anyone be expected to eat three hundred cookies on their own…? I suppose they could have known that I would over-analyze the gesture and spend all night running in circles… perhaps that was their sinister intent: to drive me to madness.”
“… That came off harsher than I intended. I was only meaning to tease, since you can’t even accept a gift of cookies without analyzing it like it were a crime scene. I … sorry. I’ll leave you alone.”
“In my defense, there were three hundred of them…."