The Cookie

Yesterday:
Me: I just want you to know that there’s one cookie left and I left it for you.
Austin: Thank you. Those are my birthday cookies and I want them.
Me: Yes. I just want you to know. I left it for you.
Austin: Thank you.
Me: I want you to recognize that. I left it for you.
Austin gave me a look.

Then today.
Me: I saw that the cookie was still downstairs.
Austin: I know.
Me: I didn’t eat it.
Austin: I know.
Me: I just want you to know that.
Austin: I trust you.
Me: You shouldn’t. That cookie is still downstairs.