Mr. Frank: Fa, la, la, la, la...
Ceecee: What are you doing out in the kitchen, Frank?
Mr. Frank: I'm baking Oatmeal Cookies with White Chocolate and Cranberries for Doll Face.
Ceecee: You just baked her a cake a few days ago for her blog anniversary.
Mr. Frank: I know, but that ditzy blog intern of hers showed up and ate most of it. He complained that he's been working on the blog for a year and hasn't been paid, so he was taking it out in cake.
Mr. Frank: I'm going to surprise her and leave these cookies on her porch.
Ceecee: I don't know if that's a good idea, Frank. At least leave a signed card with them, so she'll know who they're from.
Mr. Frank: Oh, she'll know. She told me no one else ever bakes her anything.
Lilly Faye: A surprise package, what fun! I've been mostly good this year. I'll bet it's from Santa Claus.
Lilly Faye: Boy, these cookies smell delicious! I'll just eat one, so I don't ruin my dinner.
Back at Frank's place...
Mr. Frank: Ceecee, if the phone rings, I'll get it. I'm expecting a call from Doll Face. I know she'll want to thank me for the cookies.
Meanwhile, next door...
Lilly Faye: I can't believe I ate them all.
Lilly Faye: Santa sure is lucky. Mrs. Claus is a terrific baker!