The peep who usually corrects my broken English and who also agreed to run in the Ninja Challenge with me, took time from her off-work life, made cookies, and brought them in. Ninja sugar cookies. They were beyond good.
What she didn't know was that I was moving too fast to grab some lunch, and even though I had a late breakfast, my tummy was complaining. Her cookies saved my life, or at least the lives of several people around me.