Cookies? No. No way. Mo was not taking food from the Headmistress, 'cause that very same Headmistress had given them ice cream once, and look how it had turned out. Mo waved off the box and gave Lex a 'be-careful-don't die' look. "You can have mine, Cambridge."

And he couldn't even warn her off them in front of the Headmistress.

Who apparently wanted a private chat? Mo exchanged glances with West, just a flash of concern and wariness, before he shrugged and gestured at the door. "Sure, Headmistress. Lead the way." Maybe he was getting a medal. Mo had no idea what for, but he just really fancied the idea of getting a medal right about now.