¿Could You?

The kitchen of the apartment was a mess, flour was watered on the floor, scraps of egg shells in the table and a chocolate canister dripping in the sink.

- Kelly, the cookies are ready.

*Severide quickly goes to the kitchen and watch the disaster that Casey made.*

- ¿Could you have made less disaster? –Says Severide with a half of cookie in his mouth.

-¿Could you stop of eating a lot of my cookies?

-¿Could you shut up and let me eat them? –Blue eyed firefighter said tenderly.

-I could give you more cookies, if you help me to clean this cookie mess.

-¡Done!