Brendon pulls a hot pan of cookies out and sets them onto the counter to cool. Ryan is sitting on a stool at the island, staring at the pan. Brendon (gently) smacks him on the head and sternly says, "Don't eat anything. These are for the guests tonight."
Once Brendon leaves the room, Ryan hops up from his seat and eats 99.9% of the cookies, leaving one of them left and a bunch of crumbs. He then sits back down, gets back on his phone, and pretends nothing happened.
Brendon walks into the room with some icing, and just stares at the pan. Ryan at this point is a mess of laughter, trying to hide it but it's unbearable.
"You're a son of a bitch, Ross."
