Can I have another cookie please?

A few minutes ago, my sister walked through the door. "I want $35", she said. Naturally assuming that it was through some fault of my own that she is in deficit of $35, I nodded my head absently.
"Your books came in today."
I turned away from American Idol. Books? What books? Oh my god, you mean the ones I ordered through your colleague who was going to Delhi for a bit that I thought I'd never get because what are the chances someone would take time out to book-hunt for a colleague's sister?

$35 is very reasonable for 3 books, especially if one of them is a graphic novel. I now gladly own Amruta Patil's Kari, Bapsi Sidhwa's Ice-Candy-Man (I especially wanted this title because outside of India, it is published as 'Cracking India') and Manil Suri's The Death of Vishnu. I cannot possibly explain how geekily excited I am. Suffice to say it is the equivalent of being Fat Kid in the final stage of 'Fat Kid Goes To Cookie Factory' and finding an ginormous machine dishing out cookies of every variety and all he can do is stand in the middle and throw fistfuls of sugar-coated carbs into the air.