Fast Ethan

I'm driving home from work right now - yes, now - and I get a phone call from Larry... "Ethan just pulled a fast one". Now, we have treats stashed everywhere with the sweet tooth I have. Here's what happened:

Ethan: Dad, can I have a cookie?
Larry: Here you go buddy (1 iced animal cookie because we haven't had dinner yet)
Ethan: Another cookie?
Larry: No, you just had one.

So, Ethan got off his step stool and went to the pantry.

Ethan: Do hear that, Dad?
Larry: Yeah, I hear it, what does it sound like?
Ethan: It sounds like a cookie!
Clearly, a cookie was calling to him from within the pantry.