This whipped cream was wonderful, it reminded her of the kind she always put on her sundaes and now she wanted more but felt it would be bad form to have a second taste. That was reserved for after she got tired of waiting and just took the pie which would be in another three seconds--

Oh?

Footsteps, then words. Dylan!words. "Tasting my pie." She said honestly. It was hers, right? This competition was offering everyone pie if they showed up? She showed up, this was chocolate pie, she wasn't leaving without it. "Very brilliant idea you all have going this year, sugar is always a nice incentive to do anything." Pity they didn't have any ice-cream set up somewhere. She'd have just grabbed a few pies then camped out there. It seemed legit.

"How many of these are we allowed to take? Lottie doesn't like chocolate very much so maybe I could just have hers as well." She wouldn't mind, she was almost 1000% sure she wouldn't mind.

Oh but then she noticed the serious look she was getting. Blink. "....What?"