I have no idea; it certainly wasn't me! Have a nice day, Mr. Messenger!

If it was, the delivery is early and without the designated card. Did they pass the poison tests?

Are they chocolate biccies?

no clue what a biccie is, but if there's chocolate involved, it sounds like a positive turn of evets- Hello Mr. M, my most favorite messenger in all of pixelland!

Biccie=biscuit=cookie

The report was attached to the basket, but no other attribution, ma'am.

Yes, Madam Kira, sweet biscuits. No chocolate, but there's some iced and some jam-filled.

"So... Did you check them for poison like the Vice Consul suggested? Or did you gobble down a few first?".. watches with interest to see if Messenger manifests any side effects of improper biccie nomming

Maybe this is related to that envelope I found in one of the wastebaskets with Mary's name on it...? I didn't open it, promise.

Tanarian: ah, that might explain things. You did pass the envelope to Hâjdău, yes?

Yes'm. It was hers, after all.

Oh, biscuits! Well then that's another story! And um... did you save any? looks hopeful

Jammie dodgers!

I might have done, but the other clerks certainly left the fewest possible crumbs.

It turns out that Hâjdău's beau dropped off the gift with Mrs Parks. She indicated when it passed testing, it was placed on Hâjdău's desk with the card. I shall be reviewing the entry logs for the building.

Huh, that's not where I found the envelope.

Thank you for finding it, Miss Tanarian.

Miss Mary! I never expected to find you here!

Doamnă suggested I broaden my horizons.