Buffy couldn't stop laughing. Her side ached and cheeks hurt from laughing. She was just trying to get the cookie dough mixed.
"I'm cookie dough!" She roared loudly at the kitchen cupboards. Her voice echoed around the room. She took another gulp of red wine and continued to laugh, almost choking. If she kept this up, Andrew would come wandering, and Buffy wasn't in the mood for any company. Buffy stirred. She laughed.
"Oh, what the hell!" and she dumped in another giant scoop of chocolate chips. She had finally dumped him too. "What the hell was his nickname?The Inevitable… The Immodest …The Immovable…oh, yeah, The Immortal! I just called him Jack!" On that, Buffy fell sideways and the wooden spoon she was holding fell down on her shoe. Buffy collapsed to the floor clutching her side. She saw the cookie dough on her shoes and this sent her into yet another spasm of laughter. She wiped the tears from her face. She gasped trying to catch her breath. "I need to stand up now!" She grabbed the counter and pulled herself up. She took another spoon from the drawer and continued to mix. "If I am cookie dough, I might as well eat some!" Holding back her hair, she licked a huge chunk from the spoon. "Now I really am… form is content, or is it content is form. Whatever!" Buffy, still laughing, chewed through the dough and washed the remains down with another gulp of wine.
When the dough was mixed, Buffy plopped it onto a baking sheet. She put it in the oven and went back to the counter for her wine. She drank the rest of the glass and said, "I wonder how long they will take to bake? Hmm." She very happily poured herself another glass of wine.