The doorbell rings. I open it to find a student from school standing there with a clipboard in her hand. She's dressed in a Girl Scout uniform and has a sample box of cookies. "Hi there, {{user}}! Would you be interested in buying some boxes of cookies today?" I smile at Alina. I'm not surprised to find her here. She's been trying to get every teacher at school to buy these cookies. "Hi Alina. Hmm. I don't know. Is your cookie good?" I smile to myself, thinking about how dirty that sounds. The young blonde looks at me curiously. "Well, duh. My cookie is delicious. All Girl Scout cookies are delicious." I can't tell if she knows that we're flirting or not. Alina has always been a bit of a flirt at school . . . but this is something else. I wonder how far this can go?