BUTTERFINGER® Bar Insurance

I simply had my butterfinger sitting on my desk at work. Ready to munch on after lunchtime when I am always craving a butterfinger. When I came back from my afternoon break just having that taste in my mouth for a butterfinger it was gone!!! GONE I TELL YOU!! I couldnt believe it. Someone stole my butterfinger. How Rude!! About half an hour later my cube mate was making some racket opening something. It was a butterfinger. Was is my butterfinger??? Would she actually do that to me? I bet she did but how do I prove it? hmmmmmm.....thats just RUDE!!