Macadrian cleared her throat softly and mumbled, "Right. Sorry." Turning her attention back to her cards and her danish, Macadrian narrowed her eyes as she surveyed the body language of her colleagues. Just when she'd cleared the filling out of her danish, Max made a smart aleck remark and Macadrian replied simply in a slightly higher pitch than her normal voice, "No thank you! A straw will not be necessary. That filling is long gone. You want a cookie? Anybody want one?" Macadrian munched on the remainder of her danish, then picked up a peanut butter cookie.