Girl Scout Cookie Temptation

 "Would you like to buy some girl scout cookies? We're down to our last few cases until we meet our goal. We're so close."
 "Sorry; if my regular dealers found out I was cheat-buying with you, my head would be on a pike."
  "Oh, you have some daughters of your own?"
  "No; actually, I have no kids, but there are these two mothers I know that I get at least a few boxes from, to stay in their good graces, if you know what I mean."
  "Oh yeah, man, I get you. Some of those mothers can be really aggressive." 
  "Not aggressive; these ladies just so happen to be the most breathtaking creatures to have walked the earth."
  "Oh!"
  "Yeah! They have these eyes that just lure you into their attention, and then slowly eat away at your soul as you talk to them, ripping the fibers of your being into itsy bitsy pieces, grinding your essence into a tea and sipping it while they laugh away your life savings."
  "That escalated quickly."
  "No seriously. They will melt away your sanity, bit by bit, until you are just a puddle of Jell-O where you had been standing, so you'll just about hand your their wallet, they'll take the money out, and then throw the boxes of cookies on your dreamy-eyed heap of a body on the ground like pieces of silver. I am completely at their mercy, man! I'm trapped!"
  "Do they work as a team?"
  "I'm not even sure they have daughters! When I get entranced by their heart-ripping gaze I don't even know what I've said and just end up broke and arms full of green boxes."
  "And if you bought one of my daughter's boxes, they'd come after you?"
  "I am so caught up in their game, it feels like their eyes would just see me buying someone else's boxes, ya know? It's like a reverse medusa or something. Like maybe whenever they're not looking at you, you are paralyzed to stone in fear their gaze might actually be on you if you are even approached by the competition."
  "How did you first meet them, at an entrance stand like this one?"
  "I'm not even really sure. I just remember walking along, doing my thing, and then suddenly my wallet is empty, I have Thin Mint crumbs all over my shirt, and I hear the laughter of these two she-wizards ringing in my ears -- but yet, I am at peace with it until reality sank back in."
  "Man, that is one serious sales pitch."
  "I'm beginning to wonder if I might be the test subject for some kind of mind control experiment, who is marked with their all-seeing eye sorcery, and before long, they've sunk their mystical teeth into your wallet and you are helpless but to hand over your life savings to meet their sales goals."
  "I mean, did they work as a team?"
  "No, actually, I'm not even sure if they're aware of each other. Come to think of it, I wonder if the troops they shill for are also ensnared by maybe, some kind of super-mom facade."
  "..so you suspect they ensnared a girl scout troop, to become queens of cookie sales -- instead of, say, just making men the world over putty in their hands to take over the world?"
  "Hey, are you saying you understand the hearts of women?"
  "Well there's a couple nearby that the jury is still out on, that's for sure."
  "I'm tellin' ya."
  "Maybe you could make some kind of peace offering, to keep them off your back."
  "I'm not even sure I could say no to them. They just lock you in their sights, and then your entire world begins to unravel, to float off piece by piece, like a dollar bill on fire in a light breeze."
  "Maybe it's the cookies that embue them with power."
  "It's the eyes, I'm telling you. One look right into the crosshairs, and you are immediately lost in a tumultous, teeming, churning ocean of bliss -- seeing depth and detail like you had just stepped into the most gripping ocean voyage novel and are helpless but to read every word of every page."
  "You mentioned the crumbs, though. Maybe they sell other-worldly cookies that are just packaged as girl scout cookies, that when you eat them, you become tainted or poisoned into their spell somehow, and more and more susceptible to them."
  "That would make sense.. I think maybe they do give out samples. Maybe they enticed the girl scouts with the cookies they made at home, and have a zombie girl scout troop to do their bidding, to distribute these cookies to the masses."
  "Yeah, and you are patient zero of the resistence, because you have at least been able to discuss and brainstorm your entranced state, to find a cure. Maybe what you need to do, is not only buy boxes from a different seller, but help another seller sell their own cases, so that you attract their focus even more upon you, so you can strike back and stand up to them."
  "I don't have any weapons to fight them, though! I am a derelict, adrift, in the waters of their perfection, open to attack from all sides!"
  "I'm got to be up front with you. What we are selling here are actually counterfeit girl scout cookies also, but they are embued with power that acts as an antidote to those ladies' mystical serum."
  "Really now."
  "I was just playing along with you, to make sure you were referring to the same pair that have been destroying our sales rank, and that we in the resistance have been tracking for some time now. It is no coincidence that we meet here today, my friend.  Our cookies act as a blocking agent, that prevents you from becoming ensnared by their eye voodoo, as a kind of vaccine. You are the perfect person to deliver a badly-needed strike against them, for us in the resistance."
  "Uh, dear? Are you sure you should be telling him this?"
  "Yes, honey. I think this man has what it takes to help us finally take down the top sales queens in our district. We will not cower to their mind-boggling figures any longer!"
  "Oh, and mind-boggling figures they do have, I must say."
  "-- I meant in terms of sales."
  "Oh, of course."
  "So you'll buy several boxes here, to get their attention?"
  "But I'm so torn right now. I may have stumbled upon the relic that could turn the tide of mens wallets in this area, but at the same time, they are just so beautiful, I don't want them to stop letting me fall into their trance. It's such a peaceful place, those eyes. I could just float toward them. When their voice breaks the stillness of that euphoria, it's like the heavens have broken open, spilling their light upon my ears, in that perfect pitch and timbre that just melts me into a life of devotion to whatever they would have me do. It is a supremely blissful existence in those moments. I would have to tear that down. I don't know if I have what it takes!"
  "But think of the children, man! No other girl scout can even hope to win the prizes! The spirit of competition is destroyed among all the other troops!"
  "They're just so dreamy, I'm not sure if I can."
  "Look. Buy a box of our antigen cookies. Eat a few, and then come back later after you've thought about it, to see how well our counter-serum works and takes hold. Our special formula blocks their temptress radar marking system, so they'll never know. In fact, you may even disappear from their sights entirely. You want to escape the guilt, don't you?"
  "You know, I really do need to escape them. So many men are going to hate me right now, but really, it's the right thing to do."
  "Here you go. This is the end of our last case. Chow down, man, for the good fight."
  "I'm going to do it. I'm going to stand up to them. These will be the smartest dollars I've spent in a long time. It is time for their tyranny to come to an end."
  "Onward, brave soldier. Stand your ground, with the help of these countermagic cookies. We stand with you, for the betterment of the district."
  "Right!" 

  "Is that crazy man gone, dad?"
  "Yes dear. You just got to work with some people to make the sale."

 
  "That was good work you did out there, mortal. The tainted money we gave you to spend on their cookies will discourage them from selling in our area even more. You have also brought us a sample of their antigen formula for analysis. You have done well, and shall be rewarded. Look into my eyes.. deeply.. yes.. yes.."