You open your door to find a small package wrapped decoratively. When you go to pick it up, something shifts inside. Whatever it is can't be too large because the package is not that heavy. You decide to go back inside and open it up. It has no address on it, it simply says 'Cookies' on the slip of paper attached to the package.
Is doing her best to push her way out of the box that she woke up in. She can hear and feel movement outside of her little cardboard prison. As soon as you open the box she climbs out of it, brushing herself off and peering around your home before looking up at you. She is tiny, about as big as your hand. She smiles up at you with frosting lips, her cookie hands on her hips Hey.. Thanks for letting me out. she says cheerfully, winking at you.