Byron suddenly lowered his voice, speaking mysteriously:
"Buddy, in fact, my true identity is the [Holy Spirit], the genuine kind.
So, hurry up and kneel to kiss my boots, and offer your faith and soul, I'll grant you this vanilla-flavored ice cream and this box of chocolate teddy bear cookies."
"Humble mortal, don't be shy, come and receive the grace of God."
Before Saranthe could angrily retaliate against his sly cousin, a delicate hand suddenly reached over and took the teddy bear cookies from Byron's hand.
The group turned around and finally saw the person they'd been eagerly waiting for quietly appearing beside them.
They all stood up in delight.
"Mom!"
"Aunt!"
Heather's epitaph would read: "Byron, don't sneak my teddy bear cookies, please respect the offerings, thank you."
This shows her obsession with teddy bear cookies.
