"You don't say," Jude answers, lifting both eyebrows and mimicking the exact tone of voice.

Despite the cookies clearly out on the table already, he takes one from a box secreted beneath. Likely to make sure that all of the members of Riftwatch get at least one, if he happens to be cleaned out.

Handing it over, Jude pours a small cup of milk from one of several bottles packed in a nearby, sweating ice bucket, and hands that up after.

"Peanut butter chocolate chunk," he says. "Family recipe."