Go Tell the Bees that I Am Gone (Outlander, #9)

by Diana Gabaldon

“Okay,” she said affably, and stuffed one of the raisin cookies we’d made earlier into her mouth before I could stop her. “Whaffoont, Gmp?” “I need ye to sit on something for a moment.” Jamie’s long, straight nose twitched at the scent of butter and raisins, and his hand snaked out toward the tray. “All right,” I said, resigned. “One. But eat it in here, for God’s sake; if the boys see you with that, they’ll be in here like a swarm of locusts.” “Wasslocst?” “Mandy! Have you got another cookie in your mouth?” Mandy’s eyes bulged as she made a heroic effort and swallowed most of what was in her mouth. “No,” she said, spraying crumbs. Jamie finished his own cookie and swallowed, somewhat more neatly. “That’s good, Sassenach,” he said, nodding at the tray. “Ye’ll make a decent cook yet.” He grinned at me, took Mandy by the hand, and headed for the door.

How did John put it??? I guess Jamie gave Bree and Willie (& Jem) his looks and Mandy got his temper (see the Sam I Am tantrum) and appetite!!🍪