So, I'm roleplaying, right? And then there is this:

Eloire peeks nosily at Sir Howe's silver armband.
Eloire begins to examine Sir Howe's silver armband.
Eloire admires Sir Howe's silver armband quietly.

OOC -- Eloire says, ">.> I suddenly want girl scout cookies."

> OOC -- You say, "XD XD!"
> You begin to examine Sir Howe's silver armband.
A silver armband of ceremonial design. It is engraved with a trefoil. You note the professional mark of Grand Master Jeweler Zia.

Oh yeah. Fear it. Fear those little Brownies and Girl Scouts and their unholy power over your taste buds.

I've got something in my pocket
It belongs across my face
I keep it very close to me
In a most convenient place
I'm sure you couldn't guess it
If you guessed a long, long, while
So I'll take it out and put it on
It's a great big Brownie smile!

Yeah. It's burned into my memory forever.