Despite her misgivings about the place (after all, she'd run into Chuck here), Olive isn't the type of gal who backs down when there's a glowing doorway in her closet.
"So, this place again, huh?" she says bravely to anyone who might be listening, still clutching a neon plastic hanger.
Moments later, Olive can be found in a booth. She's nursing a
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Shut up, it's summer and there's a recession and her boyfriend is abandoning her for higher learning. She's wandering the bar with a pint of CHOW® cookie dough ice cream; this stuff can really grow on you. (Weirdly, her stomach is simultaneously growling.
This is probably why Olive's pie looks so appealing.
Grumblegrumble.)
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So, she looks up, beaming, ever the Piehole hostess. "Sounds like you could use a piece of pie."
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She glances down at her ice cream.*
"Well, I am having a snack already," she says, attempting to muster the last of her dignity. "But ... actually ... that smells really good. Maybe I'll go get some. Does apple go with cookie dough?"
*In name only. In actual fact it contains nearly zero calories and the approximate nutritional content of a walkman.
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That question comes from a former-but-maybe-still-sort-of-dead girl sitting nearby.
And, well, while they might have their differences, she actually considers Olive to be something resembling a friend.
"How are you?"
(Or maybe a very close acquaintance.)
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Technically, yes, when dead-girl is this near, she is definitely a close acquaintance. Technically.
"HI, Chuck. Never been better. Got a piece of pie."
She gestures to the aforementioned piece of pie.
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This, of course, is a Very Important Question.
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"Unfortunately. Still, it's not too bad."
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