"Would you like a quickie?"
Emilia who had been solely focused on drinking water to quench her thirst, felt her eyes widen and the water, sputtered out in a mist as she coughed at the question.
Still trying to catch her breath, she stared at the man with wide eyes. Just as she was teetering between scolding the man or demanding an explanation, Lionel walked up to the man and patted him on the head," It's pronounced cookie. Not quickie. Do not go around propositioning people randomly!"
Only then did Emilia notice the box of cookies in the man's hand and realise that he had indeed mispronounced. He was asking her if she wanted cookies and quickie.
Grabbing a couple of cookies from the man, Lionel sent him to the others and sat in his usual spot next to Emilia, passing her the sweet treats. "For further warnings, his first language is not English so he may make some mistakes. Also, if you do want a quickie, I am up for it."
