When I noticed washed out eggshells by her sink, I said, "What are you going to do with those?"
Her: I don't know. I thought I might be able to use them for something.
So, of course, I thought that was hilarious and teased her. (But she's a wonderful sport about it. Reason #458 why I love her.)
Two days later, after I told her my news about the option for The Fantastic Secret of Owen Jester, she showed up at my door with THIS:
A little eggshell trophy:
How can you not ADORE a friend like that?!