"But I'll be sticky! For several hours! And that's not fun!" she protested, still stepping backwards. "I'm sorry Jack, but for once I have to turn you down!"
He sighed and let his arms fall, flashing her a woebegone expression, before carefully backtracking to his original spot. "Maybe I could have a towel? Or something? And I'll go and scrape this pie off outside."
She didn't have a towel, but she did have a roll of paper towels, usually reserved for snacking library aides. "Here," Isabel said, pushing the roll towards him. "This should help. Have you considered getting an umbrella?"
He grinned and took the roll of paper towels, then walked carefully to the front door. Once he was outside, he scraped off as much pie as he could. "I have, but I'm not sure that would help," he said as he came back inside. "Knowing Fandom, they'd just start raining up, or from inside the umbrella, and then I'd look even dumber than I do now."
"I'd offer you a taste, but that way lies madness," he said with a laugh. "And that's a thought. Being covered in pie wouldn't be so bad if..." and he trailed off, staring into space with a smile on his face.
"I'm gone. And it'd be much for fun if they used their hands. Or...nevermind." He grinned at her, then said seriously, "Keep yourself safe. I don't want have to do an Orpheus and come looking for you."
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He'd only made it a few steps when a series of pecan pies bounced down around him. "Stupid pies."
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