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[imnot_likeyou]

[Sam is on the journal! And for once, it's not because he's looking for people to hire. He's actually been spending a lot of time in the shop because he's avoiding things in the castle, but even he can't keep himself isolated forever.

Plus he takes his job as a pie shop owner very seriously.]

So, I was thinking that just because we live in a magical castle with unlimited resources doesn't mean there can't be deals, right?

Right.

[he sounds less confident than he should, but he's not used to doing advertising. He usually is the guy trying not to stand out.]

So for the rest of the week the Pie Hole is having a buy one get one free deal on our cup pies. Swing by, maybe try something new, bring a friend -- have some pie. We look forward to seeing you.

[and with that, he will go back to doing what he was doing.]

Comments

[Dictated]

[sawyourwolfjunk]

... What kind of pie?

[You have piqued her interest, Pie Man]

dictated forever }

[imnot_likeyou]

Gimme a sec.

[and in a minute he will paste the menu into the journal.]

The cup pies are the ones that are on sale.

Re: dictated forever }

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Ooh. The brownie one looks good. But, that Kahlua pie looks pretty damn tasty too...

Why you gotta have so many good pies, Pie Man?

[imnot_likeyou]

It's my job. Plus, I think my brother would disown me if I had a pie shop without any decent pies.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Mmm... is the Pumpkin Pecan one any good? And don't just say yes because you work there.

[imnot_likeyou]

[a small laugh]

Yeah, it's really good. I promise.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Then I might just have to come in and get all of them.

[This is a very serious proposal. Kenzi loves her pies]

dictated;

[gottaknockhard]

[So that's what a perfectly adjusted person sounds like. Figures it'd be Sam.]

Nice pitch.

[mispronunciates]

... What .... is a cup pie?

[persequor]

[ ...that just sounds like a lot of pies to make. ]

Will I have to bake too?

[imnot_likeyou]

Please do. They need to go.

dictated forever }

[imnot_likeyou]

[Sam? Perfectly adjusted? HA.]

Thanks. I'm surprised more people don't advertise stuff.

[imnot_likeyou]

It's a mini pie? Think of it as a pie for one.

[imnot_likeyou]

[it is a lot of pies to make. Sam may be possibly underestimating how well he thinks this will do.]

No. Clow and Peeta should be able to handle it.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Well, maybe not all, but I'm at least trying one of each kind. For science.

[imnot_likeyou]

It's the only way to make an educated decision.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Exactly. So... box me up one of each, good Pie Man. I shall arrive henceforth anon and... stuff.

[imnot_likeyou]

I'm on it. Who's name should I put on the order?

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Kenzi the Awesome.

[persequor]

[ EXTREMELY LOUD SIGH OF RELIEF--urk. Journal's still open. ]

Um, that's good.

[mispronunciates]

Ooh. That definitely sounds like my kind of pie! Where is this Pie Hole you speak of, o vendor of deliciousness?

[wield]

You're just the worst kind of enabler. You know that, right?

[imnot_likeyou]

Alright, Ms. Awesome. They'll be here when you get here.

[imnot_likeyou]

It's in town. Have you been down to the City Royale yet?

[imnot_likeyou]

[It's okay, Arya. Sam's in the same boat -- if it becomes required for him to start baking, they're in trouble.]

Yeah, it is. I just need you to keep doing what you're doing.