They are absolutely a good cookie choice for me and if you keep giving me the goods like this, I might have to just swap you out for Omar. Or go into space with you. Either or.

[He's joking. A little. He'd never leave Clem.]

I got something for you, too! Happy whatever holiday you celebrate!

[He offers up a box containing a beanie with this logo on and a printed note promising Hunk one (1) song to be played on the piano of his choosing whenever he wants it, no matter how awful the song is. ]