I don't know. I haven't tried all the pies yet. Or been here that long, actually.

[ The blond, bearded man answers her earnestly, scooting a little to the side to make sure she has plenty of room. A half-eaten slice of apple pie and scoop of vanilla ice cream are shuffled with him, as well as a nice tall glass of chocolate milk.

Once she's situated, he drops his voice, glancing around them watchfully. ]

But listen...be careful who you talk to about pies around here, all right? Some people get...weird about them.