That was a surprise. Derek was a pie purist. He gave him a half shrug before moving to scoop out a dollop and place it on his own piece of pie. "Suit yourself."

He took his pie and his coffee (heavily sugared/whitenered) and moved to slide down the wall so he could sit on the floor, looking up at Derek as he stabbed at the pie with his fork.

"So what happened while I was gone?"