Lambie: I wonder what the biscuit situation is?
Pepper: I don’t know.

Lambie:  Muzzah, do you have any biscuits  (asking for a friend)?

Monster:  She might. I don’t know.

Me:  Guys, I think I’ve run out of biccies.  You finished them last night pratting about going into the wrong fields.

Lambie: What do you mean “run out of biccies?” This cannot be possible and it is not an acceptable situation for any sheep to be in.

Lambie:  Let me look. I need proof.

Lambie: I demand biccies, Muzzah!

Lambie: Pretty please.

And, yes, of course Lambie got a secret biccie (I had to go and raid another biscuit tin and no one is to tell OH). I had no choice, apparently.