05 [Voice]

[wings_of_ilia]

Ah! D-does anyone want any, um, b-b-baked goods? For any reason? I seem to have several c-cookies...several, um, dozen, that is... And, um, there's a lot of bread. Also, pies? T-there are so many pies.

I-I'll even deliver them to you, if you really want them! We're, um, we don't have any counter space left.

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[Voice]

[zehahaha]

[For Blackbeard, this just became the best day ever. Well, at least the best day ever in Luceti.]

Zehahahahahahaha! I'll take 'em off yer hands! Are ya in the bakery, then?

[Voice]

[wings_of_ilia]

Actually, I um, I've been b-baking them in the s-shared kitchen in the f-f-first community...uh, a-apartment. They're just s-sort of...well, everywhere...I...I have even more upstairs.

[She's beginning to think she may have gone a bit overboard with her baking.]

[Voice]

[zehahaha]

[Given Blackbeard's eating habits, she won't have to worry about that for too long.] Even better! In that case, I'll be right over!

[Voice]

[wings_of_ilia]

A-alright. T-there are p-plenty of things to try, so please, um, help yourself!

[Voice/Action]

[zehahaha]

I definitely will!

[It takes a couple of minutes for Blackbeard to get there - he's not the fittest person in Luceti by any means - but he'll show up eventually. He'd rather keep the number of people who knows where he lives to a minimum, and besides, pie is an excellent motivator for getting him to do almost anything.] Zehahahahaha! All right, let's see what ya got!

[Action]

[wings_of_ilia]

[Florina nervously shrinks back against the counter and gestures to the huge spread of baked goods.]

Well, as you can, erm, see, t-there's pretty much any kind of berry, and s-s-several other types of pie. Ah! And if you want any, um, more, there are more upstairs, so I can b-b-bring them to you.

[She leaves the counter just long enough to offer him a plate and a fork.]

L-let me know if you need anything else. O-or if you want any help. Or, or, anything, really...

[Action]

[zehahaha]

[Ignoring both the plate and the fork, Blackbeard picks up the nearest piece of pie and starts devouring it. Table manners? What are those?]

This is delicious! [Once he's finished with that piece, he picks up the pie tin and starts eating the rest of it. He tries to say something in between bites, but it comes out as something even more incoherent than his normal heavily-accented voice, so he waits until he's finished before restating what he tried to say] How long have ya been cookin' fer?