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□■□       “You can have some, if you really want!
                I don’t think my mother would mind at all.
                It’s a cherry pie. Really delicious.” 

        She would know, of course. Having fallen
        into it and thoroughly dousing herself in
        the cherry flavouring. In fact, she couldn’t
        blame the other for wanting to taste it.

                   ”Thank you. Irma is very pretty, too!” 

  ―――  ❝You sure?!

                  I mean, not complain’ here.
                  Who would be crazy enough to say no to pie.
                  Just tryin’ to clarify. Proof to show that I was
                  raised with manners and all.❞

     |   Oh, shoot – hopefully questioning it didn’t ruin her chances!
         That pie had looked so good; even with the little girl in it.   |

                         ❝Well thanks! I’d like to take all the credit for it,
                           but I wasn’t the one to pick it. I’ll make sure
                           the parental units get the compliment, though.❞