[Flying cuts down on travel time, but that isn't worth mentioning.]
Ah, well, you see...
[Her cheeks turn a tinge of red and she looks away. She balances the three boxes on one hand while awkwardly rubbing the back of her head with the other.]
I'm not so confident in my baking yet. The quality is kind of all over the place.
[She smiles at Yang and shoves the pies at her with both hands.]
So, you can try them all. At least one of them has to be just right.
[Wait, what, she just thought she was getting free pies, she did not sign up to be a taste-tester??? D:]
Uhhhhm...
[She takes the pies with only half an attempt at hiding her hesitation. Suddenly, she's not so sure about eating any of these...
But, well, Elphelt is a friend. She can at least try them out. Ideally when Elphelt can't watch her eat them.
She forces a smile.]
Well, thanks for thinking of me. I'm gonna be set for pie for awhile. [A slightly awkward pause as she stands there, holding 3 pies.] I'm gonna go...put these on the counter...
[Surely, Elphelt won't insist on her trying them out while she's here...would she?]
[In her excitement, Elphelt doesn't notice any hesitation. As Yang mentions what she is doing, Elphelt nods and takes a step forward, intent on following.]
If you like any of them, there's plenty more where they came from. I made so many because...well, I suppose I was cramming for a test. A taste-test.
[That's a bad joke. In reality, she made so many because she needed a distraction instead of moping all week.]
I don't have much experience, so I have to make up for it, you know.
Well, you know how the saying goes...practice makes perfect.
[A lot of practice. So much more practice.
In the kitchen, Yang places all the pies onto the counter, trying not to worry too much about the distinctly heavier *thud* one of the pies makes as she turns back to Elphelt with a small smile.]
Honestly I'm kind of impressed already. Pies aren't exactly easy. When did you even find the time to make all those pies?
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Yang! Would you like pie?
Voice
That depends. What kind of pie?
[Yang's learned it's probably wiser to ask first when it comes to food in Empatheias.]
Voice
...And more apple.
[She still has about twenty pounds of apples...]
Do you like apple?
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Yeah, I like apple. [She snickers.] Just a wild guess but you didn't happen to check out the Task Board this month, did you?
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[Mostly due to being painfully obvious. Why else should she have several times her weight in apple pies.]
Um, you like apple. Great! Where are you? I'll deliver you a treat lickity-split.
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Sure! That sounds great. I'm just hanging out at home right now. I'll leave the door open for you.
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Yang! I'm here.
[She doesn't hesitate to step right in with three pies in hand.]
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Needless to say, she is...surprised.]
Woah... [And then a smile, if a slightly lop-sided one, crosses her features.] You made great time.
[Another blink as she looks down at the pies Elphelt brought with her. That plural being key.]
Wow, three pies?
[She was sort of expecting like...one.]
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Ah, well, you see...
[Her cheeks turn a tinge of red and she looks away. She balances the three boxes on one hand while awkwardly rubbing the back of her head with the other.]
I'm not so confident in my baking yet. The quality is kind of all over the place.
[She smiles at Yang and shoves the pies at her with both hands.]
So, you can try them all. At least one of them has to be just right.
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Uhhhhm...
[She takes the pies with only half an attempt at hiding her hesitation. Suddenly, she's not so sure about eating any of these...
But, well, Elphelt is a friend. She can at least try them out. Ideally when Elphelt can't watch her eat them.
She forces a smile.]
Well, thanks for thinking of me. I'm gonna be set for pie for awhile. [A slightly awkward pause as she stands there, holding 3 pies.] I'm gonna go...put these on the counter...
[Surely, Elphelt won't insist on her trying them out while she's here...would she?]
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[In her excitement, Elphelt doesn't notice any hesitation. As Yang mentions what she is doing, Elphelt nods and takes a step forward, intent on following.]
If you like any of them, there's plenty more where they came from. I made so many because...well, I suppose I was cramming for a test. A taste-test.
[That's a bad joke. In reality, she made so many because she needed a distraction instead of moping all week.]
I don't have much experience, so I have to make up for it, you know.
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She offers a small smile.]
Well, you know how the saying goes...practice makes perfect.
[A lot of practice. So much more practice.
In the kitchen, Yang places all the pies onto the counter, trying not to worry too much about the distinctly heavier *thud* one of the pies makes as she turns back to Elphelt with a small smile.]
Honestly I'm kind of impressed already. Pies aren't exactly easy. When did you even find the time to make all those pies?