[Stiles splashed wine into Jon's cup, making sure he got it on the other boy's fingers.]

Are you saying I have a big mouth? That's so rude. The rudest of the rude. And after I shared my cookies with you.

[There were two more over by the cookies, lifting one up and hovering to try to take it back to wherever pixies hoarded stuff.]

You seen the imps over in the other side? Gross little dudes. I'll take these over them. Even if I still have to change under my blankets.